Pluto

Excuse me
But I just have to
Explode
Explode this body
Off me

I'll be brand new
Brand new tomorrow
A little bit tired
But brand new

- Björk

Det vet inte många av er. Men jag brukade kallas för Pluto då jag var liten. Det är sant. Mamma brukade kalla mig för Pluto. Eller grodan. Jag låg och sov på mage rätt ofta och såg väldigt mycket ut som en groda. Kanske gör jag det fortfarande. Sover fortfarande på mage. Eller nästan i alla fall. 

Lustigt att jag under en del av mitt liv skulle springa runt och känna mig rätt mycket som om jag kunde identifiera mig med den där otåliga rastlösheten och ickefungerandet som Björk sjunger om. Att vilja kräla sig ur en kropp som känns som om den kliar inifrån. Ja, rentav från själen själv. Klia i själen. Minnen. Minnen.

Do you remember

Do you remember those days
When the sound of the rain made your day
You'd put on your raincoat, play in the mud
Nothing can take all that joy away
One cup of cocoa, then off to bed
Mud, still in your hair
You didn't care, fall asleep with a smile on your face
Nothing as safe as that place

Do you remember those nights
When the sound of the screams made you scared
You'd bring teddy bears, hide under the bed
You know you will sleep there instead
Prayers to God, then closing your eyes
Forgot your favourite bear
You didn't care, fall asleep with tears on your face
Nothing as safe as that place

I don't know what memories you keep
Maybe one, both, maybe none, but you know someone
You know someone
Do you remember those days
They allowed you to play in the sea
You'd put on your swimsuit, bring all your toys
Feeling as happy as you could be
Wrapped in a towel, then off to bed
Salt, still in your hair
You didn't care, fall asleep with a smile on your face
Nothing as safe as that place

I don't know what memories you keep
Maybe one, all, maybe none, but you know someone
You know someone
I don't know what memories you keep
Maybe one, all, maybe none, but you know someone
You know someone

-Lene Marlin