Push Pull

Push & Pull Mr. Nothing's got a lot He's got a lot to say He's good at being what he's not Gives nothing away Another day goes on by And he never speaks his heart He takes his chance with what he's got It's too late now to stop You push and you pull

You were young and you'd start With a reverence incurred There was an echo far and faint Beneath the air remained You were young and you'd stare Where my limbs hung far and fair Make a ladder of what folds and climb up in me You push and you pull and