i was on my way to a needle factory
up and coming prospects was a waiting there for me
i was selling my wares three bucks a share
down a rocky road and found
a noisy rising sun and a quietly burning moon
they were standing in line
standing in time waiting for a fantastic time
like a stallion chasing fear itself
watching god sit upon his shelf
but we had to keep on going we were restless
i was looking high but i was feeling low
sun said man don't sweat" the moon kept still and glowed