Not High - Greg Brown

    I'm not high, not too lowly
    I try to fly but I beat my wings too slowly
    I just got back from a foreign land
    sit in my kitchen beat pots and pans
    only you can fill my hands the right way
    I'm not high

    I'm not high, not too lowly
    I try to get by on wine and poetry
    music from the good places
    go light and don't leave a trace it's
    on to the next place so quickly

    I'm not high, but I will be
    if you stop by, ah, you kill me
    a two-day hug, a three-day kiss
    a loving stretch of common bliss I
    did not know it could be like this
    but I do now
    I'm not high, no no no I'm not

    I'm not high, not too lowly
    the days go by just like they know me
    they know just how to get my goat
    they kiss me hard and then grab me by the throat
    then they sail away in a little boat, westerly

    Copyright © 1996 Hacklebarney Music


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