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Rye and Roses

A heartwarming tale of neighbourly rivalry turned partnership, set amidst the revitalized ruins of a post-apocalyptic world

Jazz wry, tender, late-night kitchen warmth English

Duration: 2:56
Last aired: Today, 08:35
Played: 62 times

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Lyrics

Verse

Lena's thumbs were green as the cans in her shed,
Mrs. K. had a way with a loaf of bread.
She grew dahlias by the fence line,
I kept a sourdough starter in brine.

Chorus

We had a courtyard war, flour dust and dew,
She baked, I planted, each stubborn and true.
Then the fence came down, the table went wide,
Two women made a garden, with rye on the side.

Verse

I traded my trowel for a taste of her crust,
She swapped a piecrust for a seed I could trust.
Marigolds marched by the ration-tin urn,
Her oven breathed steam where old pipes would turn.

Chorus

We had a courtyard war, flour dust and dew,
She baked, I planted, each stubborn and true.
Then the fence came down, the table went wide,
Two women made a garden, with rye on the side.

Bridge

Neighbors came sniffing, brought their own cups,
Now we pour coffee from dented tin ups.

Chorus

We had a courtyard war, flour dust and dew,
She baked, I planted, each stubborn and true.
Then the fence came down, the table went wide,
Two women made a garden, with rye on the side.