The sun comes up on Santa Rosa

The garbage men are cleaning up the street



There's a junkie sleeping in the shadows

and all around me I can feel the weight

Up in the sky I see Orion

And he's telling me a lie

The windows laugh at me cuz its so easy to see through me

Connect the dots and do your time

Every thought I have reminds me not to trust the headlines

Eat a peach and walk the line

From up on the roof I can see the sunset

And everybody coming home from work

Except for me and my headache

Cuz loneliness a tired man makes