Low F

Brace me, brace me
Stand me up and race me
You found the sun
While I'm collapsing under the shade tree
Staring at the flowers printed on your floor
Well, I've been down here before

And you caught me singing
Said, "can you meet me down at low F?"
And I missed the question
But you have my answer
Yes, yes

Canvas, rubber
Paper and twine
What will keep us upright?
Well, I'm inclined to answer
None of the above

At the risk of sounding obvious
And oblivious of
A thousand other answers
Do you think the answer is "love"?

And you caught me singing
Asked to meet you down at low F
And I missed the question
But you have my answer
Yes, yes
Yes, yes

Well, you caught me singing
Asked me to meet you down at low F
And I heard your question this time
And you have my answer
Yes, yes
Yes, yes

And you caught me humming
'Can I meet you down at low F?'
And you have my answer
And you have it to my last breath
Yes, yes, yes