Paroles de The Rice

The draughts blew cold Under the door When we threw our clothes To the kitchen floor The broccoli boils In a pan on the gas stove Where we stand Won't you take this spatula In your hand Let the rice burn It cannot deter my love for you We have no concern Under the hem of the night Under the hem of the night Out on the roof Over havoc streets With the sky a blanket Each sweet kiss So melodramatic embroidered by shadow By the fridge I reminisce Let the rice burn It cannot deter my love for you We have no concern Under the hem of the night Under the hem of the night We stagged a doorway And all of a sudden The drum of the rain On the heather hills Now everything's changed And our silence is bitter And you are all unhinged Let the rice burn It cannot deter my love for you We have no concern Under the hem of the night Under the hem of the night