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The giant of Illinois
Died of a blister on his toe
After walking all day through the first winter snow

Throwing bits of stale bread
To the last speckled doves
He never even felt his shoes filled with blood

Delirious with pain
His bedroom walls began to glow
And he felt himself floaring up through falling snowen
The sky was a woman's arms
Sky was a woman's arms

A boy with a club-foot
Sat next to him in school
Once upon a summer's day They went walking through the woods

They spotted a sleeping swan
On the banks of a muddy stream
And they stormed it with rocks Till it collapsed in the reeds

They laid out on the grass
Full with chocolate and lemonade
Underneath it all the giant was afraid
The sky was a woman's arms Sky was a woman's arms
Sky was a woman's arms

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