All my life I've had this

Journey in my head it's

Just a leaf in the wind

Just a tattered orphan.



On the far horizon

Is the light I lie in

Is a killing frost

Is the place I will cross



A long green field

Under a sky made of steel

Where time makes a deal.



Another Sunday morning

Another headache forming

Another broken back

Another heart attacking



I lay me down in a heap.

I drift into a cold sleep.

Angels stroke my hair and

I am almost there



It's a long green field

Under a sky made of steel

Where time makes a deal.



On the highway shoulder

I wake up feeling older.

Cars are flying past me.

Crows are laughing at me.



I like the sound they're making.

I like this way of waking.

I crack a smile for my friends.

I cannot see the end.



It's a long green field

Under a sky made of steel

Where time makes a deal.