It's all the little things
It always has been
It's all the little things
That make you feel un-seen
You change your cadence
You change your walk
You keep your head down
But they still talk
Your words are measured
To hide your heart
Your words are measured
Can't be too smart
If you look closely
You'll discover the way
On the path from the others
From a long away day
But they don't own you
They never will
Cause you've got giants
That they can't kill
This town's too small for this boy
This town's too small for this boy
They'll never own you
Your granite will
And you're a giant
That they can't kill
And you're a giant
That they can't kill