We Looked Like Giants

God bless the daylight

The sugary smell of springtime

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

Goddamn the black night

With all its foul temptations

I've become what I always hated

When I was with you then

We looked like giants

In the back of my gray 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

And I held you closer

Than anyone would ever get

Do you remember the J.A.M.C.

And reading aloud from magazines?

I don't know about you, but I swear on my name

They could smell it on me

I've never been too good with secrets, no

Oh, together there

In a shroud of frost, the mountain air

Began to pass

Through every pane of weathered glass

And I held you closer