Allow
Bjork Guomundsdottir, Emilie Nicolas
The warm open wind on my skin
Primordial plants glistening
With moisture direct it at me
Erect my hair fossilized
With salt and crust
Allow, allow, allow
Allow you to grow
Allow, allow, allow, allow
Allow, allow, allow
Allow me to grow
(Allow, allow, to grow)
I look up at the treetops
I will braid those twigs together
Create a cathedral ceiling above me
How I long to float there midair
Between the branches
Amongst impossible magic
Allow, allow, allow
Allow, allow (you to grow)
Allow it to happen
Allow, allow, allow
Allow, allow
I made a moon, translucent
I put it outside for someone like you
How mysterious I must feel to you
The universe and the sky too
My little phoenix
When you burst out a song from my lips, oh