Just a pup nipping at his heels
Barking danger in the bloody fields
Stood watch all through the night delirious
You awoke alive and named him Sirius
You had searched the world round and flat
Just looking for a friend like that
Once you found it all else seemed false
So you went looking out for something else
Oh, I wonder if that's how he felt
When Orion tightened up his belt
He had less fingers now than golden rights
He'd killed all the many numbered-headed things
And the throne besieged by blowing sand
He took to walking to some other land
Oh, I wondered if he cinched and coughed
Just before he cut the extra off
Took all those silken threads and shook them loose
Wove them into strings and laced his shoes
Oh, I wonder if that's how he felt
When Orion tightened up his belt
When you've done all the fighting that you can
And you're alive but you don't understand
Where all the blood come from and where it goes
And you're too tired to ask the one that knows
That the world has died in ice and flood and flame
And it could happen next in bloody shame
Oh He hoped that we could get it right
He left his markers up in points of light
All moves slower than we wish it does
And we don't see the pattern for the fuzz
But the fraying edges, they are there because
What was will be and what will be was
Oh, I wonder if that's how he felt
When Orion tightened up his belt
Yes, I wonder if that's how he felt
When Orion tightened up his belt