Deep Love - Lady Lamb

I’m not convinced we should strive for Midtown

I believe we should collectively neglect it

Let the ivy and weeds grow over

All get together in a few hundred years or so

'Cause I’m not convinced that we should exist at all

Man, I didn’t ask for this, so on a bad day I get bitter about it

I am admitting a lack of gratitude, I know

But when I look at that faded clipping of my mother, 15 years old on a bicycle

Smiling for the local paper, looking like my sister, I feel overgrown

With that deep, deep love

That deep, deep love

With that deep, deep love

That deep, deep love, mmh

That deep, deep love

With that deep, deep love

With that love

With that deep, deep love, mmh

That love

When I’m with my lover and she steps out of the shower and she’s tuggin' too

hard on her snarled hair

I ask her to come over and sit down on the bed

I make a fist below the root and I loosen the grip of those knots without

rippin' another strand

She takes a comb to kiss the open palm of my hand

And I am tangled in

Oh, that deep, deep love

In that deep, deep love

That deep, deep love, mmh

That deep, deep love

In that deep, deep love

In that love

Oh, in that deep, deep love, mmh

That love

When I walk by my neighbor and he’s on his front steps

With his two scruffy dogs and he’s cooing their names

And his wife comes out to join him and they coo those names in unison

They kiss those dirty little noses

And I watch from the sidewalk as they live inside all that love

Passin' by a pure scene in somebody else’s life gives my life meanin'

Passin' through a good scene in somebody else’s life fills my cup,

it fills my cup

It ignites that fire

To pour out my love

Give all my love

My deep, deep love

Give all my love

Give all your love

All your love

Give all your love

All your love

Your love, your love, your love, your love, your love