Over the causeway
You clutched my hand
Then came your story
About a giant that swam in the moonlight
Hands like tree stumps
And arms as long as streetlights
Split through the waves
Whilst his head bobbed like the rock of Gibraltar
Then he'd sit on the stones
Mind deep in thought
Thinking of a forgotten fabled family
Where did he come from
Cause he wasn't from the sea
Although his lungs were big
He hadn't dropped from the sky
Wings didn't protrude from his back
So where did he come from then?
I asked her spellbound
But alas she didn't know
A mystery and a legend and forever he will remain
The giant that swam in the moonlight