We Looked Like Giants - Death Cab for Cutie

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

God damn 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 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

And I held you closer than anyone would ever guess

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

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

And I held you closer