We Looked Like Giants

God bless the daylight Those shimmering hours of sunshine Remembering when you were mine in a still suburban town When every Thursday I'd brave those mountain passes And you'd skip your early classes And we'd learn how our bodies worked God damn the black night with all of its revelation I've become what I always hated when I was with you then We looked like giants In the back of my grey subcompact Fumbling to make contact as the others slept inside And together there In a shroud of frost, the mountain air began to pass Through every pane of weathered glass I held you closer than anyone would ever guess Do you remember N.M.H. and O.T.C And reading aloud from magazines? I don't know about you, but I swear on my name they could smell it on me But I've never been too good with secrets, no And together there In a shroud of frost, the mountain air began to pass Through every pane of weathered glass I held you closer than anyone would ever guess And together there In a shroud of frost, the mountain air began to pass Through every pane of weathered glass I held you closer