Big Sky

I see nothing in their eyes
— there's nothing to replace the thought I have
And when I feel that shiver up my spine
It’s so good to know the devil’s on my side
But who’s going to hold these hands that shake
Who’s going to mend these bones that break
Who’ll wipe these eyes that never see
The chance of life in front of me
I’m coming back into the — I’m coming back into the sun
I’m coming back into the — I’m coming back into the sun
When you find that God’s already there
And he puts a seal of love upon your door
Well I was a praying man at first
But now I never get down on the floor
But who’s going to hold these hands that shake
Who’s going to mend these bones that break
Who’ll wipe these eyes that never see
The chance of life in front of me
I’m coming back into the — I’m coming back into the sun
I’m coming back into the — I’m coming back into the sun
Now look at him he walks away in shame
If he gets there is the answer still the same
Under that big sky is there room to rest my head
Perhaps you’ll find him there
Perhaps you’ll find me there