[Verse] I am heading for a time of quiet When my restlessness is past And I can lie down on my blanket And release my fists at last I am heading for a time of solitude Of peace without illusions When the perfect circle Marries all beginnings and conclusions And when they say That you're not good enough Well the answer is You're not But who are they Or what is it That eats at what you've got With the hunger of ambition For the change inside the purse They are handcuffs on the soul, my friends Handcuffs on the soul And worse [Outro] I am heading for a place of quiet Where the sage and sweet gra** grow By a lake of sacred water From the mountain's melted snow