Jill Scott - Try / Love Rain (Remix) lyrics

Chorus: Love rain down on me On me Down on me Love rain down on me On me Down on me Love rain down on me On me Down on me Love rain down on me On me Down one me Met him on a Thursday Sunny afternoon Cumulous clouds, 84 degrees He was brown Said he wanted to talk about my mission, listen to my past lives Took me on long walks to places where bu*terflies rest easy Talked about Moses and Mumia, reparations, blue colors, memories of shell-topped Adidas He was fresh like summer peaches; Sweet on my mind like block parties and penny candy We were nice and warm, no jacket, no umbrella, just warm At night, we would watch the stars And he would physically give me each and every one I felt like cayenne pepper, red, hot spicy I felt dizzy and so near heaven Miles between my thighs Better than love, we made delicious He me had, and had me he He had me tongue tied; I could hear his rhythm in my thoughts I was his sharp, his horn section His boom and his bip And he was my love Chorus x1 The rain was falling and slowly and sweetly and stinging my eyes And I could see that he became my voodoo priest And I was his faithful concubine Wide open, wide, loose like bowels after collard greens The mistake was made, love slipped from my lips Dripped down my chin and landed in his lap And we became new Now me now clairvoyant and in love Made the coochie easy and the obvious invisible The rain was falling And I couldn't see the season changing And the vibe slipping off it's axis Our beautiful melody became wildly staccato The...rain...was..falling...and...I...could not...see..that...I..was...to...be Loud... And so fertile And left to drown in his sunny afternoon Cumulus clouds of 84 degree melody Chorus x1 Mos Def: I stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall gra** The sun beat between my shoulders like carnival drums I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings to grow So that I could be really fly And then she arrived Like day break inside a rainway tunnel Like the new moon, like a diamond in the mines, like high noon to a drunkard, sudden She made my heart beat in a now/now time signature Her skinny canvas for ultraviolet brushstrokes; She was the sun's painting She was a deep cognac color; Her eyes sparkled like lights along the new city She lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet and full for her mouth to hold I said, "you are the beautiful, distress of mathematics." I said, "For you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit; Give you lightning and thunder as a dowry I would make the sky she'd all of it's stars like rain And I would make the heavens your cape And they would be pleased to cover you They would be pleased to cover you May I cover you?"