Roses are red Violets are blue Sugar is sweet But What's yours Is for you Different is new But one must seek in order to see What shines through I guess it's time to cook Make sure I get all the ingredients together Let's go Sometimes you gotta throw everything but the kitchen sink out In order To find clarity in the cleanse I tend to allow my thoughts To fight for position as I elaborate On the trauma which sits in this basin The mix up tends to get potent as the issues marinate But not all washed dishes are clean The encounter is better then the chase The fables paint What's a great tail without a better beginning I might hold crystals to the light But not all that glistens is gold Success will have you shinning But their needs will always want to show But everyone must eat So the plates must go round The cooking is therapeutic Although when it comes down to it What needs to burnt will burn But who will put out these fires I seek therapy in this kitchen As in the kitchen Not much visual But the audio gives life Kitchen diaries No ingredients can be left out So all the cupboards must be opened We must let life in order to live As all we leave on the table rests It's never about what we give to pass But its that time that makes it taste That little bit sweeter Oye tú pedido esta listo Ah que no hablas español? Ok, your order is ready.