[Verse 1]
Above the dark highways on a black tar roof
Stood the sad milkman in love with the moon
She filled up his window with soft milky light
Till he crawled up the chimney and into the night

[Chorus]
But the moon, she rises
And the moon, she falls
And her slow white eye
Sees nothing at all

[Verse 2]
Down on the sidewalk a crowd gathered round
Flinging up bricks and bottles to knock the boy down
He stood up above them with his hands in the air
Calling up to the moonbeams, "Come let down your hair."

[Chorus]
But the moon, she rises
And the moon, she falls
And her slow white eye
Sees nothing at all

[Verse 3]
He wanted to feel like a bucket of milk
Or sweet summer wind on rolling, green hills
He wanted to fly up from the roof
Sailing up through the night wind to the arms of the moon
[Chorus]
But the moon, she rises
And the moon, she falls
And her slow white eye
Sees nothing at all

But the moon, she rises
And the moon, she falls
And her slow white eye
Sees nothing at all