quiet hours
Big Sky
Blue is the color that draws me nigh
It’s been that way since I was just a little child
Laying on my back in the soft green grass
Looking up at the open sky
White clouds drift above my head
The changing play of form
As clouds take shape and take shape again
Out of the blue, they are reborn
Big sky big sky big sky
It’s been that way since I was just a little child
Laying on my back in the soft green grass
Looking up at the open sky
With eyes big and wide, I’d watch transfixed
As birds on the wing flew by
I’d watch them until they became so small
They would dissolve in the open sky
Big sky big sky big sky
It’s been that way since I was just a little child
Laying on my back in the soft green grass
Looking up at the open sky
Home, that’s never been a place for me
A person, a house or any form
It’s the infinite blue into which I am absorbed
And out of which I am reborn
Big sky big sky big sky
It’s been that way since I was just a little child
Laying on my back in the soft green grass
Looking up at the open sky