Driving up Hwy. 427, early on a Sunday morning, watching the sun come up.
Lyrics
Big Quiet Sunrise
Big quiet sunrise
Big open sky
Big quiet sunrise
Big open sky
The sun comes up
Scattering its big love
Across the earth
The world wakes up
Gathering its glow
Don't you know
Big quiet sunrise
Big open sky
Big quiet sunrise
Big open sky
The mist comes up
Gathering on the water
Across the stream
And down the hill
Settling into the valley
On which I drive
Big quiet sunrise
Big open sky
Big quiet sunrise
Big open sky
