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,
It´s harder to breathe,
So many opals, nobody here knows what to believe.
They´ve got me underground.