Alice Springs
See the sun rise
So loud
This whole town
Gets drowned out
Sky writing with
the sweep of a flashlight
I'm driving over that way
Some pot of gold
it's just a carpeting store
on opening day
See the moon rise
So slow
And shallow
It burns halos in my eyes
It's harder to swallow
It's harder to breathe
So many opals
nobody here knows what to believe
They've got me underground