The draft's 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 you stand
Won't you take this
Spatula in your hand


Let the rice burn
It can not determine 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
Where the sky's a blanket
Each sweet kiss

So melodramatic
Embroidered by shadow
By the fridge I reminisce


Let the rice burn
It can not 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 heather 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