The Life of the Body (Balthasar Freitag Remix)

Hidden stories are imprinted in the flesh, flowing in the blood

Language in my bones, in fingers, in thighs, in feet and in spine

Stories that we can‘t remember memorize themselves in our bodies

What does the body know? I ask. What does the body know?

There‘s a rhythm, an order, a structure in everything

Repetition, symmetry

But I was absent when it all began

At the beginning of the sign, the form and the meaning

Of the language that we use

From dot to line, to plane, to form, to sign

Don‘t you liberate me from my body, it‘s in opposition now

I oppose the times, but I trust the future

The future of the material, the touch and the senses

I trust the future, the future of lovers