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