I was walking down the street
And got distracted
By a sundog in the sky
And another, the other side
A near full parhelion arc.
And as I walked along
Oblivious to the world
I struck a man
That was staring at his feet
Through the plastic apparatus in his hand.
I said, hey – so sorry, man
I was watching all the pretty colors
Of that sundog overhead.
He shook my hand and said to me,
No problem, dog, no harm at all.
Well, I started walking on my way,
Making sure I kept apprised of what approached
But I stopped when he called
He called, I turned, he looked back from down the street
He said, hey – you think you could do a man a solid?
I was like, yeah, sure – I can do that.