Runrig — Nothing But the Sun

In there, out there In there, out there In there, out there In there, out there Then I began to see the sun and the moon As I wandered round in orbit on this land that I called home No Messiah up in the sky that I could ever see That I could ever know to find my soul Standing in the face of a gale A raging night on the island Passed an old man with a dog on a hillside Head bent in the weight of years Headed back indoors Lost myself in a TV Three women in a kitchen in Chechnya Staring at the world with frightened eyes All I had done below the sun would count for nothing In the turning of the world When there is nowhere left to go, you walk alone Watch the void eclipse it all Nothing but the sun Nothing but the sun Nowhere to run Nothing but the sun