The sky was purple this morning Just a little pink and the glow on the horizon Through the late fall branches stripped bare by the wind
My country is dull yellow and grey now it's the mountains and sound in my ears of rain
The hills are silhouette green and the flooded fields bright Just a little reflection among the ducks of the clouds through false dawn woke by a damp sun
My country is dull yellow and grey now it's the mountains and sound in my ears of rain
My ride bumps along while the caffein flows through my veins And the window refracts and reflects my thoughts as much as the landscape And the flooded fields with their ducks
My country is dull yellow and grey now it's the mountains and sound in my ears of rain
My country is dull yellow and grey now The rain never stops