She

She

She's the color of a warm summer night
Around 3 am when all is dark
She moves under shadows of night
Because birds of a feather, well you know it right?
But she has lips like roses
Which remind me of welding irons
And opening the mouth, all I hear is sirens
Because its an alarm for pain coming my way
With hair like rows of oak
With people lynched from the sides
And eye's the color of the tide
In the dirty mud river behind my house
And even in rain, you can't wash away the stains
And even in rain, you can't take away the pain,  you bring
Ain't no happy tune I'm gonna sing
To make me forget all that's been done
Ain't no happy tale, to make the sun rise
But I'll hum a low rumble within 16 bars
While I pace at night beneath mother nature's stars
Because she made you the way you should be
She makes me see the old you, she makes me see
The oak and stars and roses, in a wonderful world of ether
Where everything went right, when you and me fit together
But as time went on those lips spat fire and trees lost leaves
The tide filled with gunk, and your colors sunk to a deep dark shade
Well she made you the way you were meant to be
Act like you want, go ahead and change, but it ain't up to me
I'll be beneath the stars, waiting, watching, I guess we'll see.