[00:08.599]On a bleak Monday morning
[00:12.979]Holding my head
[00:15.205]Everything tastes right
[00:17.593]Permanent daylight
[00:22.545]Neatly stained fences and gates
[00:27.090]Lions to tame
[00:29.362]Cut through the front yard
[00:31.683]You were a stranger
[00:37.501]Scenery you've cut and glued
[00:40.401]The scent of tropical ash underneath your shoes
[00:47.436]Black rice suddenly spills and drifts apart
[00:57.123]A swelling ocean swallows me but all I really want's just another breath
[01:07.418]Black rice, lady we knew right from the start
[01:13.305]Right from the start
[01:53.412]And your plans become a chore
[01:58.085]Stripes on the pane
[02:00.374]Lashes so vibrant
[02:02.963]Left on the table
[02:08.134]With your chalk and trembling chair
[02:12.612]You looked like a painting
[02:14.950]Out on the sidewalk
[02:17.360]No one was watching
[02:23.394]Fighting up this flight of stairs
[02:26.538]Your anonymous lovers braid a dazzling chain
[02:33.386]Black rice suddenly spills and drifts apart
[02:43.336]Bricks are rising in the blue
[02:45.403]You dread the sight of this place
[02:49.014]It's too dry, it's through
[02:53.160]Black rice, lady we knew right from the start
[02:59.113]Right from the start