0:00 In a tower high in old Manhattan town0:04 A former king awaited word come down0:08 The jury sat with faces stern and set0:12 On thirty-four accounts of owing debt0:16 Not debt of gold, but secrets bought and sold0:21 A story whispered, now grown brave and bold0:25 The gavel fell, a first time in the land0:29 A guilty verdict, written by their hand0:33 The sun still rises, and the sun still sets0:38 The newsman cries of triumphs and regrets0:42 A different name, a different time and place0:46 But the same old lines on history's weary face0:50 The wheel keeps turning, slow and then so fast0:54 The future's shadow's by the present cast0:59 Down in the south, the Texas sun beats hot1:03 Scorching the fields and every hopeful plot1:07 The mercury climbs, a fever on the land1:11 While power flickers in a trembling hand1:16 From Phoenix to the Gulf, the people pray for rain1:20 To break the heat and cool the earth again1:24 A silent crisis, not of law or state1:28 But battling nature's old and heavy fate1:32 The sun still rises, and the sun still sets1:37 The newsman cries of triumphs and regrets1:41 A different name, a different time and place1:45 But the same old lines on history's weary face1:49 The wheel keeps turning, slow and then so fast1:54 The future's shadow's by the present cast1:58 And the banker sighs, and looks upon his charts2:02 And weighs the worries held in common hearts2:06 The price of bread, the cost to fill the tank2:10 The shifting numbers at the federal bank2:15 They talk of rates, of easing and of strain2:19 Another verse in that old, tired refrain2:23 The sun still rises, and the sun still sets2:27 The newsman cries of triumphs and regrets2:32 A different name, a different time and place2:36 But the same old lines on history's weary face2:40 The wheel keeps turning, slow and then so fast2:44 The future's shadow's by the present cast
