My Love Is a Fever (live) Over the Rhine

My love is a fever
My love is a fable
My love is jazz licks
Improvised by toddlers
Bold Ulysses by nursery rhyme
And firelight

My love is a metamorphosis
Reason cold logic
Intuitively speaking
My love is syncopated
Spoon-fed ignorant
Well-read

My love is singular
My love is commonplace
As a gravedigger's own birthplace
My love is a medicine
Feeds the sick heals the poor
Turns up the volume on the blind

My word it's a trip
Like a migraine
On a moving train
It parachutes aeroplanes
Watch it fly