Björk (76,85 %)
Vespertine (79,69 %)
In collection
Released: 2001-08-27
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
3
Year (2001):
4
Decade (2000's):
39
Overall:
316
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1.
Hidden Place
 05:29
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2.
Cocoon
 04:28
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3.
It's Not Up to You
 05:09
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4.
Undo
 05:38
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5.
Pagan Poetry
05:15
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6.
Frosti
01:42
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7.
Aurora
04:39
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8.
An Echo, a Stain
04:04
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9.
Sun in My Mouth
02:40
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10.
Heirloom
05:12
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11.
Harm of Will
 04:37
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12.
Unison
06:48
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Album length:
55:41
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Lyrics |
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1.
Hidden Place
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Through the warmthest cord of care Your love was sent to me I'm not sure what to do with it Or where to put it I'm so close to tear And so close to Simply calling you up And simply suggesting We go to that hidden place... Now, I have been slightly shy But I can smell a pinch of hope To almost have allowed once fingers To stroke The fingers I was given to touch with But careful careful There lies my passion hidden there lies my love I'll hide it under a blanket Lull it to sleep I'll keep it in a hidden place... He's the beautifullest, fragilest, still strong Dark and divine And the littleness of his movements Hides himself He invents a charm that makes him invisible Hides in the hair Can I hide there too? Hide in the hair of him Seek solace Sanctuary In that hidden place... |
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2.
Cocoon
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Who would have known that a boy like him Would have entered me lightly restoring my blisses Who would have known that a boy like him after sharing my core would stay going nowhere Who would have known a beauty this immense Who would have known a saintly trance Who would have known: miraculous breath inhales a beard loaded with courage Who would have known that a boy like him possessed of magical sensitivity Would approach a girl like me who carresses cradles his head in a bosom He slides inside Half awake half asleep We faint back into sleephood When I wake up the second time in his arms gorgeousness: he's still inside me!!!! ...?...Who would have known...?... A train of pearls, cabin by cabin is shot precisely across an ocean From a mouth... from a mouth... from a mouth of a girl like me to a boy... to a boy... to a boy |
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3.
It's Not Up to You
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I wake up And the day feels broken I tilt my head Try to get an angle The evening I've always longed for It could still happen How do i master The perfect day Six glasses of water Seven phonecalls If you leave it alone it might just happen Anyway It's not up to you Well it never really was... If you wake up And the day feels broken Just lean into the crack And it will tremble ever so nicely Notice how it sparkles down there I can decide what I give But it's not up to me What I get given Unthinkable surprises about to happen But what they are It's not up to you Well it never really was... There is too much clinging to peak There is too much pressure |
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4.
Undo
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It's not meant to be a strife It's not meant to be a struggle uphill You're trying too hard Surrender Give yourself in You're trying too hard It's not meant to be a strife It's not meant to be a struggle uphill It's warmer now Lean into it Unfold in a generous way Surrender It's not meant to be a strife It's not meant to be a struggle uphill I'm praying To be In a generous mode The kindness kind To share me Quietly ecstatic It's not meant to be a strife It's not meant to be a struggle uphill Undo if you're bleeding undo If you're sweating undo If you're crying undo Undo |
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5.
Pagan Poetry
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Pedalling through the dark currents I find an accurate copy A blueprint Of the pleasure in me Swirling black lilies totally ripe He offers a handshake Crooked five fingers Form a pattern Yet to be matched Swirling black lilies totally ripe A secret code carved In a palm of fingers Form a pattern Yet to be matched Swirling black lilies totally ripe Morsecoding signals Pulsate Wake me up From hibernate On the surface simplicity But the darkest pit in me Is pagan poetry Pagan poetry I love him This time I'm gonna keep me to myself This time I'm gonna keep my all to myself She loves him But he makes me want to Hand myself over She loves him |
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6.
Frosti
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7.
Aurora
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Treading the glacier head Looking hard for moments of shine From twilight to twilight Heading for the sublime Aurora goddess sparkle Shoot me beyond this suffer The need is great Aurora Aurora goddess sparkle A mountain shadow Suggests your shape I fill my mouth with snow The way it melts I wish to melt before you Aurora goddess sparkle Spark the sun off Spark the sun off |
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8.
An Echo, a Stain
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She touched my arm and smiled One of these days soon Very soon Love you til then love you til then Feel my breath on your neck And your heart will race Don't say no to me You can't say no to me I won't see you denied I'm sorry you saw that I'm sorry he did it An echo A stain... A stain... I can't say no to you Say nothing Freefalling Complete |
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9.
Sun in My Mouth
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I will wade out till my thighs Are steeped in burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth And leap into the ripe air alive With closed eyes To dash against darkness In the sleeping curves of my body I shall enter fingers of smooth mastery With chasteness of seagulls Will I complete the mystery of my flesh |
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10.
Heirloom
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I have a recurrent dream Every time I lose my voice I swallow little glowing lights My mother and son baked for me During the night They do a trapeze walk Until they're in the sky Right above my bed While I'm asleep My mother and son pour into me Warm glowing oil Into my wide open throat I have a recurrent dream Every time i feel a hoarseness I swallow warm glowing lights My mother and son baked for me They make me feel better They make me feel better We have a recurrent dream Everytime we lose our voices We dream we swallow little lights Our mother and sons bake for us During the night They do a little trapeze walk Until they're in the sky Right above our heads While we're asleep Our mothers and sons pour into us Warm glowing oil Into our wide open throats I have a recurrent dream... |
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11.
Harm of Will
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If there's a troubador washing It is he If there's a man about town It is he If there's one to be sought It is he If there are nine shes They are bought for me This way is as is she And he placed her unclothed longlegged On top of the family tree And if he has chosen the point while she is under him Then leave her coily placed crouched sucking him For it is I With her on knee I leave her without pith or feel And leave her be Leave her be for he controls what there'll be He makes his face known to none For if he is seen then all will And all will know Know me |
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12.
Unison
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One hand loves the other so much on me Born stubborn me Will always be Before you count 1 2 3 I will have grown my own private branch Off this tree You gardener you Discipliner domestically I can obey all of your rules And still be me I never thought I would compromise Let's unite tonight We shouldn't fight Embrace you tight Let's unite tonight I thrive best hermit-style With a beard and a pipe And a parrot on each side Now I can't do this without you I never thought I would compromise Let's unite tonight... One hand loves the other so much on me Let's unite tonight... |