Here Come Giants
Light the candles all cause here come giants
Hold the cupboards closed against the wind
There's screaming in the woods off in the distance
Lock the bottles and the glasses up again
Put the kettle on cause here come giants
Like a friendless game of tag across the lawn
Burn the sage in rooms you want to sleep in
Cause tonight we tear the ancient stable down
Yeah tonight we'll burn the broken yardhouse down
We're only kids, what are they thinking?
Taking loaded bets and building homes
The boat's gone full of holes that's why it's sinking
They're gunna lose their shoes in all the blood
The forest falls away the birds go shrieking
Here come giants, we're no longer home
Here come giants
Here come giants
Here come giants
Here come giants
You can stick around if you don't want to go
Look that's our picture on the wall and our name on the fuckin' deed
Yeah stick around, it's nothing personal
A butcher's gotta cut, a hunter's gotta feed
So stick around, yeah stick around now
The lock is being cut and I see you need a drink
So stick around, you can be an audience
Watch us tumble down the stairs and bury all your favorite books
So stick around
Here come giants
Here come giants
Here come giants
Here come giants
Hold the cupboards closed against the wind
There's screaming in the woods off in the distance
Lock the bottles and the glasses up again
Put the kettle on cause here come giants
Like a friendless game of tag across the lawn
Burn the sage in rooms you want to sleep in
Cause tonight we tear the ancient stable down
Yeah tonight we'll burn the broken yardhouse down
We're only kids, what are they thinking?
Taking loaded bets and building homes
The boat's gone full of holes that's why it's sinking
They're gunna lose their shoes in all the blood
The forest falls away the birds go shrieking
Here come giants, we're no longer home
Here come giants
Here come giants
Here come giants
Here come giants
You can stick around if you don't want to go
Look that's our picture on the wall and our name on the fuckin' deed
Yeah stick around, it's nothing personal
A butcher's gotta cut, a hunter's gotta feed
So stick around, yeah stick around now
The lock is being cut and I see you need a drink
So stick around, you can be an audience
Watch us tumble down the stairs and bury all your favorite books
So stick around
Here come giants
Here come giants
Here come giants
Here come giants
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Writer(s): Rich Bernett
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