Giants

Giants - Slapp Happy

She says she has known moments

When an outer bright varied

World appears

Spots of time in which inflected

Perception of a sudden clears

Mindful of time she repairs

To her room at the top of the stairs

Pestered by giants who bend

To her window with a will to win

Her hand turn her head

She slipped out of her bed

In dread of what her father said

Giants exist to deceive

They retreat if they're clearly perceived