Travelling down the highway, where I see a crooked shaman He tells me to close my eyes, and slip into the dream Orion eyes haunts me - a constant sign of danger Everywhere I go, I'll always stay a stranger Suddenly a downward spiral, bad feelings surrounds me Pulled out of reality, a sudden hit by gravity Now I'm back on Purple Hill, lying in the witch's bed I realise it's all in my head - I'm home