See the sun rise
So loud,
This whole town
Gets drowned out.
Sky writing with the
sweep of a flashlight
I'm driving over that way
Some pot of gold, it's just a carpeting
store on opening day.
See the moon rise
So slow,
And shallow,
It burns halos in
my eyes.
It's harder to swallow,
Harder to breathe,
So many opals, nobody here knows
what to believe.
They've got me underground
