Pneumonia - Björk

Get over the sorrow, girl

The world is always

Going to be made of this

You can trust in it

Unless you breathe in bravely

I adore how you simply surrender to high

And your lungs they’re mourning

Teepee-style

All the still-born love that could’ve happened

All the moments you should have embraced

All the moments you should have not locked up

Understand so clearly to shut yourself up

Is the hugest crime of them all

You’re just crying after all

To not want them humans around

Anymore get over the sorrow, girl