Dead heading
East to west,
Taking my memories,
Leaving this place.
Earning my heartache,
Holding it tight.
Owning my history outright

Like mine was the best
Everybody thinks they know everyone else
Looking for healing
Under a ceiling
When it's beyond Orion's Belt

Dead in my tracks,
Old and tired
Real time really done a number
Toes in the sand at the edge of the sea
Mother of mothers coming for me

Like mine was the best
Now everybody thinks they know everyone else
Looking for healing
Under a ceiling
When it's beyond Orion's Belt

I hear the same words
Leaving the mouth of my enemy
Troubled the same
I fear the worst
How complicated it can get to be
Trying to land in the same place

Where can I go
For a little bit of peace?
Too much racket up in DC
Whole lotta talking and
Money changing hands
Little bitty men with big plans

Like theirs was the best
Now everybody thinks they know everyone else
Looking for healing
Under a ceiling
When it's beyond Orion's Belt
When it's beyond Orion's Belt
When it's beyond Orion's Belt"