Tom: G
Introdução: D C
D C D
On a bleak Monday morning
C D C D
Holding my head, everything tastes right
C D
Permanent daylight
D C D
Neatly stained fences and gates
C D
Lions to tame
C D
Cut through the front yard
C E7 D
You were a stranger
A
Scenery you've cut and glued
D G D
The scent of tropical ash underneath your shoes
A Bm G D
Black rice suddenly spills and drifts apart
A D G D
A swelling ocean swallows me but all I really want's just another breath
A Bm G
Black rice lady, we knew right from the start
A G
Right from the start
C D C D
And your plants become a chore
C D C D
Stripes on the pane, lashes so vibrant
C D
Left on the table
C D C D
With your chalk and trembling chair
C D
You look like a painting
C D
Out on the sidewalk
C E7 D
No one was watching
A
Fighting up this flight of stairs
D G D
Your anonymous lovers braid a dazzling chain
A Bm G D
Black rice suddenly spills and drifts apart
A
Bricks are rising in the blue
D G
You dread the sight of this place
G D
It's too dry it's true
A Bm G
Black rice lady, we knew right from the start
A G
Right from the start