The flood left mud across the tiles
We scrubbed for days without a smile
Her mother used to own this place
My friend just stared at empty trays
Then someone brought a bag of rice
She lit the stove and came alive
Kitchen door revival
Everybody gets a spoon
Bring your appetite for living
There's a little left for you
The plumber stayed to chop the greens
A teacher washed the dusty beans
She made her mother's Sunday stew
The street could smell the good news through
Kitchen door revival
Everybody gets a spoon
Bring your appetite for living
There's a little left for you
We marked the water on the wall
Below a photograph of us
She didn't cover up the line
She said, look how we all climbed up
Kitchen door revival
Everybody gets a spoon
Bring your appetite for living
There's a little left for you
She wiped her hands and turned the key
The first hot bowl was on me