Greg Brown All Of Those Things
I'm the bird and the worm I lie still and squirm I'm soft and I'm firm And I'm all of those things with my baby I'm first and I'm last Delicate and crass The sail and the mast And I'm all of those things with my baby And its love, and its love, and its love, and its love that sets us free And she's all of those, all of those, all of those, all of those things with me I'm work, I'm a toy I'm a girl and a boy Irritation and joy And I'm all of those things with my baby I'm a poet, I'm mute I'm rich, destitute I'm ugly, I'm cute And I'm all of those things with my baby Oh and its love, and its love, and its love, and its love sets us free And she's all of those, all of those, all of those things with me I'm gone, I'm right here I'm brave, full of fear I'm the arrow, the deer And I'm all of those things with my baby I'm old and I'm young I'm on trial, I'm sprung And I'm speaking in tongues And I'm all of those things with my baby Oh and its love, and its love, and its love, and its love that sets us free And she's all of those, all of those, all of those things with me La la la la la la La la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la I'm all of those things with my baby Oh and its love, and its love, and its love, and its love that sets us free Oh and she's all of those, all of those, all of those things with me
