Original lyrics

EN

I see the tiny hairs on your eardrum drumming Huge stalactites, mouth over mine Am I turned on by rapeseed oil? Make me digest better they said A newborn fist for a heart And fishes start from my eyes I am tilled, I am sewn My tongue fur grown My stone dress swims with birds Knitting needle in the hole welding the arm Am I playing along? Dressed as a red indian But I had wanted to be a nurse Hadn't I? Stretching taut over the drum Here I am playing along A newborn fist for a heart And fishes start from my eyes I am tilled, I am sewn My tongue fur grown My stone dress swims with birds My stone dress swims with birds Miranda, are you there? Can you hear me? Who has the headache? Is it you or me? Please take it away from me Lights in the corridor are low And I have no shadow A newborn fist for a heart And fishes start from my eyes I am tilled, I am sewn My tongue fur grown My stone dress swims with birds My stone dress swims with birds My stone dress swims with birds Swims with birds Swims with birds Swims with birds Swims with birds Swims with birds Swims with birds Swims with birds Swims with birds I see the tiny hairs on your eardrum drumming