She Crop-Dusted Me -------------------------- The train was loud, the seats were cold She sat across and caught my eye Her face held something hard to hold A weight I couldn't shake or fly She stood up slow The air changed I couldn't move Then it hit me She crop-dusted me, she crop-dusted me And I'll never be the same What did she eat? What did she eat? Girl, you set my lungs aflame She crop-dusted me What did she eat? Some things you can't un-feel Her eyes found mine across the aisle I tasted something close to fear I couldn't move, I couldn't smile I felt it all, I felt it here She turned around The walls closed in My eyes went wide Then it hit me She crop-dusted me, she crop-dusted me And I'll never be the same What did she eat? What did she eat? Girl, you set my lungs aflame She crop-dusted me What did she eat? I'm still breathing her in What did she eat? What if she knew? What if I'm the one who needed this? What if the smell was the realest thing I've ever felt from anyone? I've been chased by pretty lies I've been held by empty hands I've been moved by borrowed feelings things I thought I'd understand But nothing hit like she did Nothing real ever smells like roses Some things change you She crop-dusted me Now her ghost is all I crave What did she eat? And let me ride that final wave She crop-dusted me What did she eat? I'll never be free She crop-dusted me Crop-dusted... ...me I don't need to know her name I don't need to know the street Some stranger on a Tuesday wrecked me more than anyone I'll ever meet She crop-dusted me --- "She Crop-Dusted Me" Copyright © 2024 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected]
