| Song | Hemp |
| Artist | Living Colour |
| Album | Stain |
| 作词 : Fairley, Reid | |
| How carefully | |
| I've shaped you in the solitude of days | |
| How peaceful is my mind entwined in cord around my fingers | |
| How sweet the days | |
| I've marked in knots | |
| I've tenderly caressed | |
| So many times | |
| I've touched you, reached you, teased you | |
| Now fingering these veins of hemp, their hair upon my skin | |
| And how gently, quickly you will sleep | |
| Slip into my collection with it's bristles, coils, intentions | |
| Yet your words will be unfaithful before | |
| I set you free | |
| Slip as life is bound to slip from this entropy disorder | |
| Then tied and laid upon the floor in perfect symmetry' | |
| Til the frayed edge of your lips on mine | |
| Positioned, placed at ease once more' | |
| Til this restlessness returns, | |
| I turn and turn and turn again |
| zuò cí : Fairley, Reid | |
| How carefully | |
| I' ve shaped you in the solitude of days | |
| How peaceful is my mind entwined in cord around my fingers | |
| How sweet the days | |
| I' ve marked in knots | |
| I' ve tenderly caressed | |
| So many times | |
| I' ve touched you, reached you, teased you | |
| Now fingering these veins of hemp, their hair upon my skin | |
| And how gently, quickly you will sleep | |
| Slip into my collection with it' s bristles, coils, intentions | |
| Yet your words will be unfaithful before | |
| I set you free | |
| Slip as life is bound to slip from this entropy disorder | |
| Then tied and laid upon the floor in perfect symmetry' | |
| Til the frayed edge of your lips on mine | |
| Positioned, placed at ease once more' | |
| Til this restlessness returns, | |
| I turn and turn and turn again |