Giant Of Illinois

The Giant of Illinois Died of a blister on his toe

After walking all day Through the first winters' snow

Throwing bits of stale bread to the last speckled doves

He never even felt, his shoes fill with blood

Delirious with pain, his bedroom walls began to glow

And he felt himself floating up through falling snow

And the sky was a woman's arms And the sky was a woman's arms

A boy with a clubbed foot sat next to him at school

Once upon a summer's day they went walking through the woods

They spotted a sleeping swan On the banks of a muddy stream

They stoned it with rocks till it collapsed in the reeds

They laid out on the grass full of chocolate and lemonade

And underneath it all the Giant was afraid

And the sky was a woman's arms Oh, the sky was a woman's arms

And the sky was a woman's arms.