Bjork

(original from : console - rocket in the pocket : crabcraft)
I have a recurrent dream
Everytime I loose my voice
I swallow little glowing lights
My mother and son baked for me
And during the night
They do a trapeze walk
Until theyre in the sky
Right above my bed
While Im asleep
My mother and son pour into me
Warm glowing oil
Into my wide open throat
I have a recurrent dream
Everytime I feel a hoarseness
I swallow warm glowing lights
My mother and son baked for me, oh
They make me feel so much better