"This World's A Giant" lyrics
"This World's A Giant"
There's guitars ringin' now from the top floor of this house
That I've learned to rest my soul inside
Be still, be quiet, this world's a giant
That I don't feel like facing tonight
I don't have the words yet, I'll smoke a cigarette
Even though she'll smell it on my breath
I say I want kids even though I can't quit
The things that make me childish
But it ain't all bad, the windows are cracked
I came down to hear you laughin' in the kitchen, babe
Let's pour some wine, there's still a little time
And maybe a little bit left in me to save
Be still, be quiet, the world's a giant
I ain't ever had myself a David's heart
I'll say sorry to God for all the trouble I caused
Maybe that's a good place for me to start
You'll be holdin' to no other holdless boy
I heard breathin' this world is the thief of joy
You're better off fightin' than you are dead
The time for rest ain't now 'cause the kids need fed
The time for rest ain't now 'cause the kids need fed
Guitars ringin' now from the top of that house
We used to rest our souls inside
Nothing lasts, memories pass
Think of home on an August night
There's reasons to go, reasons to stay
Just know you'll fear it all anyway
Be still, be quiet, this world's a giant
Maybe there's a little bit left to save
You'll be holding to no other holdless boy
I heard breathin' this world is the thief of joy
You're better off fightin' than you are dead
The time for rest ain't now 'cause the kids need fed
The time for rest ain't now, the kids need fed
Writer(s): Zachary Lane Bryan
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- Zach Bryan Lyrics
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