Big Country

I hate those city lights
They dissipate your dreams
The state of everyday life
Projected on a screen
Ducking and dodging
people's selfies on the train
To get from A to B
You must plan A to Z

We walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
We talk in programmed words
Like robots cos we can't stand still

I dont wanna hear another word about it
We're leaving when this city falls fast asleep
We might be forgotten but we never fit in anyway
Keep driving till we hit the big country

We re alone now
This is home now

Where the green field grass meets the cattle and sheep

I don't wanna think another thought about it
We re going where the buffalo are roaming free

On every corner a coffee shop
On every table is a laptop

Nobody's ever looking up
Nobody's ever looking up

You said I think I'm losing touch
With who I am or who I was
You said I'm not cut out for this world
Can we not just start a new a world?
Your living fiction in your head
Cos this new reality's got you dead
Need an escape from the rat race
Dissociate to a new place

We walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles
We talk in foreign tongues
To end any beginning of a conversation

I dont wanna hear another word about it
We're leaving when this city falls fast asleep
We might be forgotten but we never fit in anyway
Keep driving till we hit the big country
We re alone now
This is home now
Where the green field grass meets the cattle and sheep
I don't wanna think another thought about it
We're going where the buffalo are roaming free

On every corner a coffee shop
On every table is a laptop

Nobody's ever looking up
Nobody's ever looking up

You said you're tired of feeling empty
so sick and tired of feeling empty
like a bridge above a river run dry
I'm playing possum in my dreams
Your living life to the extremes
We live all under the same sky
Sun Stars and moon so why do we

Walk in circles
Walk in circles
Walk in circles?
If your living in automation, Can I switch you to a different station?

I dont wanna hear another word about it
We're leaving when this city falls fast asleep
We might be forgotten but we never fit in anyway
Keep driving till we hit the big country

We re alone now
This is home now

Where the green field grass meets the cattle and sheep

I don't wanna think another thought about it
We re going where the buffalo are roaming free

On every corner a coffee shop
On every table is a laptop

Nobody's ever looking up
Nobody's ever looking up



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Newham
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