Love Rain (Remix)

1 - [Jill Scott]<br> Love rain down on me, on me, down on me<br><br>Repeat 1 (3x)<br><br>Met him on a Thursday, sunny afternoon<br>Cumulus clouds, 84 degrees<br>He was brown, deep<br>Said he wanted to talk about my mission<br>Listen to my past lives. (Word?)<br>Took me on long walks to places where butterflies rest easy<br>Talked about Moses and Mumia<br>Reparations, blue colors, memories of shell-topped Adidas<br>He was fresh, like summer peaches<br>Sweet on my mind like block parties and penny candy<br>Us was nice and warm, no jacket, no umbrella, just warm<br>At night we would watch the stars<br>And he would physically give me each and every one<br>I felt like cayenne pepper, red, hot, spicy<br>I felt dizzy and so near heaven and miles between my thighs<br>Better than love, we made delicious<br>He me had, had me he<br>He had me tongue tied<br>I could hear his rhythm in my thoughts<br>I was his sharp, his horn section<br>His boom and his bip<br>And he was my love<br><br>Repeat 1<br><br>The rain was fallin` and, and slowly and sweetly and stinging my eyes<br>And I could not see that he became my voodoo priest<br>And I was his faithful concubine<br>Wide open, wide, loose like bowels after collard greens<br>The mistake was made<br>Love slipped from my lips<br>Dripped down my chin and landed in his lap<br>And us became new<br>Now me non-clarivoyant and in love<br>Made the coochie easy and the obvious invisible<br>The rain was falling<br>And I couldn`t see the season changing<br>And the vibe slipping off it`s axis<br>Our beautiful melody became wildly staccato<br>(Repeat 1 in background)<br>The rain was falling and I could not see<br>That I was to be plowed and sowed and fertilized<br>And left to drown in his sunny afternoon<br>Cumulus clouds, 84 degrees, melody<br><br>(Repeat 1 (2x) in background)<br><br>[Mos Def]<br>I stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass<br>The sun beat between my shoulders like carnival drums<br>I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow<br>So then I could really be fly<br>And then she arrived<br>Like day break inside a railway tunnel<br>Like the new moon, like a diamond in the mines<br>Like high noon to a drunkard, sudden<br>She made my heart beat in a now-now time signature<br>Her skinny canvas for ultraviolet brushstrokes<br>She was the sun`s painting<br>She was a deep cognac color<br>Her eyes sparkled like lights along the new city<br>She lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet<br>And full for her mouth to hold<br>I said, "You are the beautiful, mistress of mathematics."<br>I said, "For you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit<br>And give you lightning and thunder as a dowry<br>I would make the sky shed all of it`s stars like rain<br>And I would clasp the constellations across your waist<br>And I would make the heavens your cape<br>And they would be pleased to cover you<br>They would be pleased to cover you<br>May I please, cover you, please"