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

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