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