La Serena Lyrics

With eyes like model homes where everything is perfect
and nothing is real
All I see is vacancy, so let’s count this city out

With aspirations of apparitions
Windless sails on an empty pier
I’m saving all my change for that flight to La Serena
where Gemini South is waiting for me

I need this light; I need the light of something otherworldly
to pierce these black spheres that have grown so weary
Weathervanes point to withered veins
and weariness thrives like the word of god in middle
America

This is one more yellow brick
through your windshield on the way to Oz
I need to define myself with a new centre of gravity

f2f29c96183572d3b1c63d09922b3913