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