On The Shoulders Of Giants

An old bum pushes a shopping cart that he stole from Winn Dixie parking lot It's 1:00am and I'm on my way home I left there before it came to shouts, just in time to see him spit his apple out Left your door and made a beeline for my own I tell you it's alright but I'm thinking fuck you anyway You blame you for breaking promises, but I blame me for ever believing a word you'd say I got what I need but it's not with you, and for what I want, I don't have the nerve So I guess again it comes down to I got what I deserved And oh, don't be afraid just look around Go on and say it, it's just a breath with a sound And oh don't be afraid to fall When we're on the shoulders of giants after all You smile as if I had nothing better to do, as if you were one of the chosen few As if there were nothing cooler than you Still I know you by touch and I know you by smell And I know you by ways too vulgar to tell See, I guess I know you a little too well so that smile is fitting for you And oh, don't be afraid just look around Go on and say it, it's just a breath with a sound And oh don't be afraid to fall When we're on the shoulders of giants after all I don't sleep with my politics, I choose not to hate Cause I don't wear my heart where my knees separate It's crotch propaganda, bat for both teams, and it's me not choosing sides standing in between An old bum pushes a shopping cart each notices the other and jumps with a start It's 2:00am and I've found my way home Well it's giants in slumber but it's sleep that won't stay It's singing harps that got away And I fold my body to fit this furniture, hit the lights and call it a day