Lyrics Love Rain - Suite - Jill Scott
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
Met
him
on
a
Thursday,
sunny
afternoon
Cumulus
clouds,
84
degrees
He
was
brown,
deep
Said
he
wanted
to
talk
about
my
mission
Listen
to
my
past
lives.
(Word?)
Took
me
on
long
walks
to
places
where
butterflies
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
Us
was
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
and
miles
between
my
thighs
Better
than
love,
we
made
delicious
He
me
had,
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
Love
rain
down
on
me,
on
me,
down
on
me
The
rain
was
fallin′
and,
and
slowly
and
sweetly
and
stinging
my
eyes
And
I
could
not
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
us
became
new
Now
me
non-clarivoyant
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
(Repeat
1 in
background)
The
rain
was
falling
and
I
could
not
see
That
I
was
to
be
plowed
and
sowed
and
fertilized
And
left
to
drown
in
his
sunny
afternoon
Cumulus
clouds,
84
degrees,
melody
Love
rain
down
on
me,
on
me,
down
on
me
Love
rain
down
on
me,
on
me,
down
on
me
[Mos
Def]
I
stretched
my
arms
towards
the
sky
like
blades
of
tall
grass
The
sun
beat
between
my
shoulders
like
carnival
drums
I
sat
still
in
hopes
that
it
would
help
my
wings
grow
So
then
I
could
really
be
fly
And
then
she
arrived
Like
day
break
inside
a
railway
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
Her
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
And
give
you
lightning
and
thunder
as
a
dowry
I
would
make
the
sky
shed
all
of
it's
stars
like
rain
And
I
would
clasp
the
constellations
across
your
waist
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
please,
cover
you,
please"
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