Cows Sun Kil Moon

I drive the winter roads to Navarre after they've been plowed
I look off into the snow and see the frost-bitten cows
I stare into the big, dumb, brown eyes
And in those moments, I felt tranquilized

In those moments, I felt half anesthetized
Those moments in the back seat of my Mom's car, I felt hypnotized
In those moments, the AM radio played "Riders on the Storm"
And I'd fall into a state of euphoria

Zarathustra was walking and felt something warm and living
Something warm and living nearby that refreshed him
He stumbled upon the hill-(?) full of cows
And knew then it was their odor and warmness that touched his heart

And there among them was the mountain sermonizer
"What do you seek here?" asked Zarathustra
"The same things as you seek" the mountain man said
"Happiness on Earth, you peace-breaker"

"Why have you come here? Why have you disturbed them?"
"Do you not know that if we do not become as cows, we shall not enter into the gates of Heaven?"
"For there is one thing we should learn from them"
"And that is rumination"

In the end, Zarathustra talked him back to his cave of haunting
Zarathustra gave the mountain man shit for loving cows more than money
The mountain sermonizer said "Well, guess what? I have news for you, Zarathustra"
"I have decided, that more than cows, I love you"
Zarathustra said "Enough of your flattery"
And poked the [?] beggar with a stick, and he ran off nimbly