| Song | We Looked Like Giants |
| Artist | Death Cab for Cutie |
| Album | Death Cab For Cutie - The Barsuk Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gibbard, Harmer, McGerr, Walla | |
| "We Looked Like Giants" | |
| 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 it's foul temptation | |
| I 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 from every pane of weathered glass | |
| And I held you closer than anyone would ever get | |
| Do you remember the JAMC? | |
| And reading aloud from magazines | |
| I don't know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me | |
| I've never been too good with secrets. | |
| No... | |
| And together there | |
| In a shroud of frost and mountain air | |
| Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass | |
| And I held you closer... |
| zuo ci : Gibbard, Harmer, McGerr, Walla | |
| quot We Looked Like Giants quot | |
| 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 it' s foul temptation | |
| I 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 from every pane of weathered glass | |
| And I held you closer than anyone would ever get | |
| Do you remember the JAMC? | |
| And reading aloud from magazines | |
| I don' t know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me | |
| I' ve never been too good with secrets. | |
| No... | |
| And together there | |
| In a shroud of frost and mountain air | |
| Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass | |
| And I held you closer... |
| zuò cí : Gibbard, Harmer, McGerr, Walla | |
| quot We Looked Like Giants quot | |
| 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 it' s foul temptation | |
| I 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 from every pane of weathered glass | |
| And I held you closer than anyone would ever get | |
| Do you remember the JAMC? | |
| And reading aloud from magazines | |
| I don' t know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me | |
| I' ve never been too good with secrets. | |
| No... | |
| And together there | |
| In a shroud of frost and mountain air | |
| Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass | |
| And I held you closer... |