Big Sky

This "morning walk" business could really rub off on me, at least as long as the weather stays good for it (i.e. until around next Tuesday). Today I headed up to Cannock Chase for a roam around. Nothing but bracken, heather, trees, and fresh air aplenty. Found myself, not for the first time, wandering around singing a classic by The Kinks.


Big sky looked down on all the people looking up at the big sky
Everybody pushing one another around
Big sky feels sad when he sees the children scream and cry
But the big sky's too big to let it get him down.

Big sky too big to cry
Big sky too high to see
People like you and me

One day we'll be free, we won't care, just you see
Till that day can be, don't let it get you down
When I feel that the world is too much for me
I think of the big sky, and nothing matters much to me.

Big sky looked down on all the people who think they got problems
They get depressed and they hold their head in their hands and cry
People lift up their hands and they look up to the big sky
But big sky is too big to sympathise

Big sky's too occupied
Though he would like to try
And he feels bad inside
Big sky's too big to cry

One day we'll be free, we won't care, just you wait and see
Till that day can be, don't let it get you down.
When I feel that the world is too much for me
I think of the big sky, and nothing matters much to me.