My Love Is A Fever Lyrics - 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 

Eyes soar hands clap 

Ears ring it's a sand trap 

Hair raising amazing 

Grey city transformations 

As lips sink stomachs ache 

Monkeys shine fire flies 

Foxes trot hobs knob 

Porches swing brains storm 

Hearts attack and air supplies 

Heads light tails spin 

Steeples chase you along your chin 

Rock slides 

Out of the woods now 

A virgin in buckskin 

Moccasins tall thin 

She plays your mandolin 

So maudlin you begin to spin 

Out of the woods now