I felt very small inside those patio walls
While surrounded by empty cans of beer
I was waving to make the sky go spiral
I climbed as high as I could the metal stairs attached to the corner
But I could only feel big when I hugged my little brother
Because when I had one arm around my brother
The other reached the swirling clouds
And while the empty cans took care of the others
I was waving to make the sky go spiral