shook their hand

for a new mission

under the big

greedy sleepy town

But what do they know

about the friendship

sitting and crying

all dressed in papers

of scandal and misery

And what do they care

about the truth

that's begging for right

and forgiveness

to the people passing

with horse contact lenses

and tin ears...

Moons and suns

shook their hand

But if we'd also shake it

Oh, what a light!...