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 'cause it's 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 'Cause loneliness a tired man makes