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