I saw dead deer in Nebraska
All along the interstate
I saw dead deer in Nebraska
As I was driving half awake

Road kill, road kill

Before the body decomposes
Legs erect up in the air
Frozen in these different poses
And nobody seems to care

Enough to stop, enough to stop

CHORUS: How is it that the sky is so much bigger around here? (x2)

Down in Southern Colorado
They blow holes right through the rock
So that you and I may travel
And the air is full of invisible shocks

To your system, shocks to your system

Fighting over what counts as sacred
In the New Mexican deserts
The basins are lined with well pads
And up ahead, is that a mountain

Or is that the horizon, or is that the horizon ?

CHORUS: How is it that the sky is so much bigger around here? (x2)

Bridge: Ohhhhhhhhhh (like with the melody)
Switchback, so close to the edge
Switch back, sometimes I get scared
Switchback, so close to the edge
Switch back, sometimes I get scared


It’s hard to imagine
That this place used to be an ocean
Now they’re sucking up the dead life
For their energetic potion

Drill, baby drill. Drill, baby drill

In another life as dinosaurs
This might have been the spot
Where we’d settle down and make a home
Midst the volcanic rock

Shock, to your system. Shock, to your system

CHORUS: How is it that the sky is so much bigger round here? (x2)
And how is it that the sky is so full of secrets round here? (x2)