Stalled

The giant of Illinois
 Died from a blister on his toe
 After walking all day through the first winter's snow
 Throwing bits of stale bread to the last speckled doves
 He never even felt his shoe full of blood
 Delirious with pain, his bedroom walls began to glow
 And he felt himself soaring up through falling snow
 And the sky was a woman's arms
 The sky was a woman's arms
 A boy with a club foot
 Had sat next to him in school
 Once upon a summer's day they went wandering through the woods
 They spotted a sleeping swan
 On the banks of a muddy stream
 And they stormed it with rock still it collapsed in the reeds
 They lay out on a green lawn full of chocolate and lemonade
 But under the blue bowl the giant was afraid
 Because the sky was a woman's arms
 The sky was a woman's arms