Family (Live) - Björk

Is there a place

Where I can pay respects

For the death of my family?

(Show some respect)

Between the three of us

There is the mother and the child

Then there is the father and the child

But no man and a woman

No triangle of love

So where do I go

To make an offering?

I fall on my knees

Lay my flowers

Light the candles

So where do I go

To make an offering

To mourn our miraculous triangle?

Father, mother, child

Father, mother, child

How will I sing us out of this

Sorrow?

Build a safe bridge

For the child

Out of this danger

Danger

I raise a monument of love

There is a swarm of sound

Around our heads

And we can hear it

And we can get healed by it

It will relieve us from the pain

It would make us a part of it

This universe of solutions

This place of solutions

This location of solutions