It's March
And the giant still walks
Pulling trees from the ground
And stirring up dust
One of these days
He'll reach on up
And with those hands he'll
Grab the sun
It's all for the taking
It's all for us
None is sacred
It's all for us
The scorching sun
Set him ablaze
And the trees in the ground weren't
Ours to take
The river, the bugs
We tried to save
But it's November now
And I'm afraid it's too late
It's all for the taking
It's all for us
None is sacred
It's all for us