Women
Black Rice
On a bleak Monday morningHolding my headEverything tastes rightPermanent daylightNeatly stained, fences and gatesLions to tameCut through the front yardYou were a strangerScenery cut and glued The scent of tropical ash underneath your shoesBlack rice suddenly spills and drifts apartA swelling ocean swallows me, but all I really want's just another breathBlack rice, lady, we knew right from the startRight from the startAnd your plants become a choreStripes on the paneLashes so vibrant left on the tableWith your chalk and trembling chairYou look like a painting out on the sidewalkNo one was watchingFighting up this flight of stairsSongtexteYour anonymous lovers braid a dazzling chainBlack rice suddenly spills and drifts apart Bricks are rising in the blueYou dread the sight of this placeIt's too dry, it's trueBlack rice, lady, we knew right from the startRight from the start
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