Two Little Feet - Greg Brown

Two little feet to get me 'cross the mountain

Two little feet to carry me away into the woods

Two little feet, big mountain, and a

Cloud comin' down cloud comin' down cloud comin' down

I hear the voice of the ancient ones

Chanting magic words from a different time

Well there is no time there is only this rain

There is no time, that’s why I missed my plane

John Muir walked away into the mountains

In his old overcoat a crust of bread in his pocket

We have no knowledge and so we have stuff and

Stuff with no knowledge is never enough to get you there

It just won’t get you there

A culture exploded into knickknacks and memories

Eagle and Bear trinkets I don’t think it’s good

Old man what am I trying to say it’s a

It’s a messed up world but I love it anyway

Two little feet to get me 'cross the city

My little hand to knock upon your door

My little thing for your little thing

And a big love to lift us up once more to the mountain

Lift us up

Tumble us like scree let us holler out our freedom like a

Like a wolf across a valley like a kid lost in a game

No time no name gonna miss that plane again

And I’m gonna stay here with you baby and kiss you to a good dream

I’m goin' kiss you

Kiss you like you like it

I got two little feet to get me across the mountain

Two little feet to carry me away into the woods

Two little feet big mountain and a

Cloud comin' down cloud comin' down cloud comin' down