Jenny Hval - Portrait of the Young Girl as an Artist lyrics

not all limbs have erections sometimes even you have to decide which is up and which is down which travels and which is stationary which travels to stations and which travels aimlessly and whether desire can perhaps best be described as a train running into a tunnel take your platform hands and run, I say between train track thighs not all limbs have erections sometimes even you have to decide which is up and which is down which travels and which is stationary which travels to stations and which travels aimlessly and whether desire can perhaps best be described as a train running into a tunnel take your platform hands and run, I say isn't it dark in here isn't it monotonous isn't it monochromous but there is a light do you see it it shines from the hole through your palm how did I get here to the hand? I say the body is a one-way street and the body, like your fingers, bend only inwards not all limbs have erections some curl inwards and some have braces those train track braces embraces