The midday sky was grey and purple <br />at least it wasn&#39;t blue <br />I want the sky to be the way I am <br />and what I do <br />for I have been a lost and lonely <br />sailor on your sea <br />run aground by trusting <b>signals </b> <br />You were sending me <br /><br />The streets are filled with empty faces <br />nothing here is new <br />it&#39;s just the same in other places <br />I have journeyed to <br />I was the first across the water <br />last upon the land <br />I walked out of the silver mine <br />my pockets full of <b>sand </b> <br /><br />Big Country - Alone<br /><br /><b>sand</b>