the king of chinas daughter so beautiful to see with her face like yellow water left her nutmeg tree her little rope for skipping she kissed and gave it me made of painted notes of singing birds among the fields of tea i skipped across the nutmeg grove i skipped across the sea but neither sun nor moon my dear has yet caught me
['folk', 'folk rock', 'lilith', 'mellow gold', 'new wave pop', 'pop rock', 'singer-songwriter']