Give my wish a name and it disappears
Just like a dream on Monday morning
See how now I'm haunted then I'm yawning
Just call me the tourist of the year
Staring down the road that led here
Until I learn to read
The stars in the Southern Hemisphere

I'll wear out my best shit-eating smile
And I won't stutter while I stammer
My Achilles' heel in glowworm amber
Just call me the tourist in denial
Staring down the road that led here
Until I learn to read
The stars in the Southern Hemisphere

I feel years away from my secret bay
Though I could cover the distance in a day

Telephones and nerves and souvenirs
Don't really mix with meditation
And I like the noise between the stations
Once again I’m tourist of the year
Staring down the road that led here
Until I learn to read
The stars in the Southern Hemisphere

Staring down the road that led here
Until I learn to read
The stars in the Southern Hemisphere
Until I learn to read
The stars in the Southern Hemisphere