Jag lyssnar på Björks poesi

It´s not up to you

If you wake up and the day feels broken

just lean in to the crack

And it will tremble ever so nicley

Notice how it sparkles down there

I can decide what i give

But it´s not up to me

What I get given

Unthinkable surprises about to happen

but what they are

I´ts not up to you
Well it never really was...