Out Among The Stars

<br>It`s midnight at a liquor store in Texas. <br>Beneath the neon, close up`s just begun. <br>When a boy walks in the door and points a pistol. <br>He can`t find a job, but man, he`s found a gun.<br> <br>But a change of heart before there`s confrontation. <br>Let`s the old man live and run out in the street. <br>But he knows that soon they`ll come with guns a blazing.<br>And already he can feel a great relief.<br> <br>Oh how many travlers get weary, <br>Bearing both their burdens and their scars, <br>Don`t you think they`d love to stop complaining, <br>And fly like eagles out among the stars.<br> <br>He pictures the arrival of the cruisers. <br>Sees that old familiar anger in their eyes. <br>He knows that when they`re shooting at this loser, <br>They`ll be aiming at the deamons in their lives.<br> <br>Oh how many travlers get weary, <br>Bearing both their burdens and their scars, <br>Don`t you think they`d love to stop complaining, <br>And fly like eagles out among the stars.<br> <br>The evening news it carries all the details. <br>He dies in every living room in town. <br>And in his home a bottle`s thrown in anger. <br>And his father cries, &quot;We`ll never live this down.&quot;<br> <br>Oh how many travlers get weary, <br>Bearing both their burdens and their scars, <br>Don`t you think they`d love to stop complaining, <br>And fly like eagles out among the stars. <br>Oh-Oh, and fly like eagles out among the stars.