Well that was the point when the colors were gone With the Halloween nights and Halloween songs And a mask on my face that wasn't meant to disguise Drinking myself though a couple old habits I'm crying along with Frightened Rabbit I dance in my place, keep the spit in my eye You looked at me and you started to laugh You said, "Quit complaining boy, become a giraffe A giraffe I looked up with a methadone gaze Through the halogen lights and the Halocene haze You raised up your glass, said, "There's no shame forgetting the dead" You said, "I got tired of the trouble down there So I'm staying up here with my head in the air Because it's too high for ghosts to make a home in my head The ground is littered with bones of the past So I look to the sky, I become a giraffe A giraffe Don't look down Because there's nothing to be gained with your eyes on the ground But the pain and the trouble you've already found Lately these days when I go back to you The way that you broke through the chains in the zoo The way that your words gave a much-needed slap to my face Now when I stare through the peat and the smoke And my fears and my worries are making me choke Will I raise up my cane and see the beauty and grace And right at that point, when I'm ready to crack I remember your words, I become a giraffe A giraffe Don't look down Because there's nothing to be gained with your eyes on the ground But the pain and the trouble you've already found There's nothing down here but the herd and the trash So keep your head up, boy, become a giraffe A giraffe