Early morning rising On the earth's backbone Power lines were silent Drifting through the wickerwork The sun, she scatters brightly Like starlight in the dirt And I couldn't keep from dancing Through the wickerwork
I moved beneath the willows And the tall mustard weed Waded through the ripples Of some long-lost dream Time moves a little slower And I couldn't tell you why My feet were forward thinking Moving all the time
I'd trade all my tomorrows For that someday soon Work on all my problems Like I wanted too Cause thеy sell it in their whispers And wе know the tv lies You say money's got you worried All the time