Runrig — Big Sky

[Verse 1: Bruce Guthro] The light is on me All time is here I'm goin' down to Clachan To stem the rushin' years Big sky above me Powerlines overhead I get lifted up, enraptured I keep falling at your feet I'm looking over colour fields Past the white sands and our human years And it's all waiting here Breaking the seed [Chorus: Rory Macdonald] It's comin' again Gatherin' the wind Returnin' to claim a harvest I'm lifted where I stand On the neverending land I'm comin' to a sense of home [Verse 2: Bruce Guthro] Wind through the barley Your early dream A rising choir of birdsong Your fields of summer green It's all passing over I've no complains We're just a row of unlit candles Waiting at the gate of saints I'm living on the borderline Between the moment and the shining miles The far stretching stones All the lines of the sown [Chorus: Rory Macdonald] It's comin' again Gatherin' the wind Returnin' to claim a harvest I'm lifted where I stand On the neverending land I'm comin' to a sense of home The light of ancient shine On your ordinary lives We joyed went to the fires of harvest So open up the land Open up the sand Returning again in Clachan