Dreamers & Giants

Sadness, if I am correct, is your name
Children walk slowly, throw rocks in the rain
Offer a dime or some bread by the curb
Coffee cup drinker, this place is disturbed

Oooh

You seem so grown up, you're tossing your hair
Window sill sitting while strangers compare
Days are arranging, so nice and tight
Remember the story you told me that night

When we were young

Oooh, oooh, oooh

Call the authorities, someone's been killed
Out on the freeway, where no one is filled
Dreamers and giants, they drink every night
Watch out for sadness, you know you're all right

With me

Oooh, oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh, oooh