Streetlight Construction

I saw a street lamp and it reached out to the moon,
To lay on top of it and subsume it to its own vested light.
before the moon that retreating prude changed its mind
And the earth laid down for the sun to sell out its counterpart.

It’s not too much money, it’s never too much,
We’re past saving up of course
Put it back in we'll get some machinery
And eventually we’ll have enough to drill that starry plot.