Words and music by bob seger



Headin' in or headin' out

Standing on the shore

Pause a moment to reflect

Which trip costs you more

Between the ever restless crowds



And the silence of your room

Spend an hour in no man's land

You'll be leaving soon



Victims come and victims go

There's always lots to spare



One victim lives the tragedy

One victim stops to stare



And still another walks on by

Pretending not to see

They're all out there in no man's land

Cause it's the safest place to be



But sanctuary never comes

Without some kind of risk

Illusions without freedom



Never quite add up to bliss

The haunting and the haunted

Play a game no one can win

The spirits come at midnight



And by dawn they're gone again

And so it seems our destiny

To search and never rest

To ride that ever changing wave

That never seems to crest

To shiver in the darkest night

Afraid to make a stand

And then go back and do our time

Out there in no man's land