Giant of Illinois - Andrew Bird

The giant of Illinois

Died of a blister on his toe

After walking all day

Through the first winter snow

Throwing bits of stale bread

To the last speckled dove

He never even felt

His shoes filled 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 arm

Sky was a woman's arm

A boy with a club foot

Had sat next to him in 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

And they stormed 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 arm

Sky was a woman's arm

Sky was a woman's arm