[Intro – Instrumental] [Chorus – Full Vocal Jazz Hook] I sit and watch you sleep while diligently writing my poem, this morning the sun paints our room the colour of honeycomb. Di di-doo doo di-di-di-doo Di di-di-diiii di-di-doo Do doo-doo doo di-di-doo Doo-di-di-diiii do-do-doo Di-di-doo doo di-di-di-doo Do-do-doo doo doo-do-doo Do-do-doo doo di-di-doo You wake to carve old redwood found on a California beach— Intricate designs laced with flowers and honeycomb. Di-di-didiiii do-do-doo Do-do-do-doo doo-do-doo Di-di-di-diiii di-di-doo Do-do-doo doo-doo do-do Di-di-didiiii do-do-doo Do-do-do-doo doo-do-doo Dance rhythms of drum and flute float through walls Persepolis royalty lounging on silk; golden like honeycomb. Devouring breakfast-dark brown bread laced with butter, warm fresh milk, sweetened with honeycomb. Ah, my love, here is the moment we always forget to remember— sharing bites of strawberries dipped in the sweet honeycomb. Do-do-do-doo doo-do-doo! Di-di-di-diiii di-di-doo! Do-do-doo doo-doo do-do! Di-di-didiiii do-do-doo! [Instrumental – Piano and Muted Trumpet] [Outro – Female Vocal + Instrumental] [Stratospheric Build – Instrumental + Vocal Layers] [Chorus – Full Vocal Jazz Hook] We stand, naked bodies unashamed in the silky sunlight I trace your skin with the tip of my tongue, tasting honeycomb. You take my hand and pull me to a warm shower— Slick my skin with Lush soap made with the texture of honeycomb. I can feel your strong hands grasp me, your warm lips against mine— My back is cool against the tiles, shaped like honeycomb. Ah, eshghe man, your heat curbs the soft chill of the open window Outside are olive trees and white hives, bursting with honeycomb. Do-do-doo doo di-di-doo Di di-di-diiii di-di-doo Do-do-doo doo doo-do-doo Di-di-didiiii do-do-doo Do-do-do-doo doo-do-doo Di-di-di-diiii di-di-doo Do-do-doo doo-doo do-do [Outro – Scat fades gently]
