Gray David The Rice Lyrics

The Rice Lyrics

The draft's blue cold

 Under the door

 When we threw our clothes

 To the kitchen floor

 The broccoli balls

 In a pan on the gas stove

 Where you stand

 Won't you take this

 Spatula in your hand

 

 Let the rice burn

 It cannot determine love

 For you

 We have no concern

 Under the hem of the night

 

 Out on the roof

 Over harbored streets

 Where the sky's a blanket

 Each sweet kiss

 So melodramatic

 Embroidered by shadow

 By the fridge I remenisce

 

 Let the rice burn

 It cannot determine love

 For you

 We have no concern

 Under the hem of the night

 Under the hem of the night

 

 We staggered a doorway

 And all of the sudden

 The drum of the rain

 On the heathered hills

 Now everythings changed

 And our silence is bitter

 And you are all unhinged

 

 Let the rice burn

 It cannot determine love

 For you

 We have no concern

 Oh we have no concern

 Oh we have no concern

 Under the hem of the night