Sleeping Giant – Words and music by Phil Klahn
Like a pinnacle she is
Breathes the ocean air
She fills her pockets full of sand
She will remember this place
Stole her spirit away
And laid it back into her hands
Don’t wake the sleeping giant
Don’t face the beast within
Don’t wake the sleeping giant
On a Big Island, I swear I heard
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida
Through a fish-eye lens, I’ll see you there
In the garden I'm dreaming of
Like a parachute she opens
Just in the nick of time
She fills the canvas overhead
I will remember her face, her face
Stole my thoughts away
Like the note she never read
Don’t wake the sleeping giant
Don’t face the beast within
Don’t wake the sleeping giant
On a Big Island, I swear I heard
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida
Through a fish-eye lens, I’ll see you there
In the garden I'm dreaming of
<Interlude>
Don’t wake the sleeping giant
On a Big Island, I swear I heard
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida
Through a fish-eye lens, I’ll see you there
In the garden I'm dreaming of
In the garden I'm dreaming of
Oh, In the garden, yeah
Don’t wake the sleeping giant
Don’t wake the sleeping giant
Don’t wake the sleeping giant
California group Floral combines dizzying guitar work with frenetic drumming for head-spinning, deeply complex post-rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 19, 2020