Purple Hill Witch

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