Out Among the Stars

It's midnight at a liquor store in Texas
Closing time another day is done
When a boy walkes in the door and points a pistol
He can't find a job, Lord, he's found a gun

Pulls it off with no trace of confrontation
Then he lets the old man run out in the street
Even though he knows they'll come with guns a blazing
And already he can feel that great relief

Oh, how many travelers get weary
Bearing both their burdens and their scars
Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining
And fly like eagles out among the stars?

He pictures the arrival of the cruisers
Sees that old familiar anger in their eyes
He knows when they're shooting at this loser
They'll be aiming at the demons in their lives

Oh, how many travelers get weary
Bearing both their burdens and their scars
Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining
And fly like eagles out among the stars?

The evening news carries all the details
He dies in every living room in town
In his own a bottle's thrown in anger
And his father cries, we'll never live this down

Oh, how many travelers get weary
Bearing both their burdens and their scars
Don't you think they'd love to stop complaining
And fly like eagles out among the stars?
Fly like eagles out among the stars