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.