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Lemons

I held a lemon, I was thinking of you
I took a knife and cut the lemon in two
I kept on cutting til I started to see blood
It felt much better than this impossible love

You act so innocent, you act so demure
But I can feel you breathing under my door
I think you want me just a little tiny bit
I think you wonder how our two bodies would fit

If my hair should turn into a thousand tiny tongues
Your name would be ringing from the tip of every one
I wish that I could fall asleep a hundred thousand miles deep

My neck is ivory, my mouth is a well
Come here and drink from me I swear I won’t tell
Cause you’ve been walking such a long and lonely time
You’re used to water and I’m offering you wine

I wrote a letter and I gave it to you
but you refused to read it all the way through
And now you’re running just as fast as you can run
Sometimes it’s dangerous to be the chosen one.


 

 

This song draws on both Jewish and Muslim traditions about Potiphar’s wife (Genesis 39), who in the Quran is called Zuleika and is the subject of beautiful Sufi poems – whose imagery I borrowed for this song.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

image of potiphar's wife party with joseph

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    From the album Half You Half Me

    image of cover of "Half You Half Me" album- Girls in Trouble logo and album name on artwork of two winged women connected at the waist, heads nuzzling against each other
    1. We Are Androgynous
    2. Lemons
    3. Tell Me
    4. DNA O Sister
    5. Rubies
    6. Emeralds & Microscopes
    7. Bethesda
    8. O General
    9. Apples
    10. Waltz for a Beheading
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