She says she sings to let it all go She gives it to us to hold Gliding down like a swooping white bird To light upon the ground Coming to land on a square piece of grass When the sky is up for grabs The whole damn blue of it The sky is up for grabs Oh, the big sky Oh, the big sky She says she writes to catch it before It runs all over town Flickering wings of a butterfly It's hard to pin it down Coming to land on a square piece of paper When the sky is up for grabs The whole damn blue of it The sky is up for grabs Oh, the big sky Oh, the big sky Coming to land on a square piece of grass When the sky is up for grabs The whole damn blue of it The sky is up for grabs Oh, the big sky Oh, the big sky Oh, the big sky Oh, the big sky