Lyrics Her Mother's House - Björk feat. ísadóra bjarkardóttir barney

The space in your voice (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Shows the scale of your compassion
The tone of your voice (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Reveals the space you give others (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

The more I love you (the more you love me)
The stronger you become (the stronger I become)
The less you need me (and the less I need you) (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

A dry voice (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Comes from a stingy heart
But a moist voice
Comes from abundance

The more I love you (the more you love me)
The better you will survive (the better I will survive)
The more freedom I give you (the more freedom you give me)

A mother's house (a mother's house)
Has a room for each child (each child) (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
It's only describing (describing)
The interior of her heart (interior of her heart)

A balloon painted with red clay
With lubrication will not crack (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
But will inflate
Then float high

Undo, undo, undo, undo (the four chambers)
Undo, undo, undo, undo (of her heart)