Most days I wonder, what spell am I under I am gettin' older, bitter and making a mess Now that the music is gone and the ghosts won't rest Most nights I'm only, messed up and lonely Picking up sparks and laughs by the skin of my teeth Scratching the surface to find out what's underneath I came out here a broken man All the way to the center of the world And I wonder who I would be After Hermannsburg Dust in the park and a thousand dogs barking Cars in the yard and a sky's so big it could fall down In the middle of nowhere and god lives right here in town It's not always the place It's sometimes they're getting there But this time it was much further than on a map And I hope it's easy For me to get back I came out here a broken man All the way to the center of the world And I wonder who I would be After Hermannsburg Most days I wonder, what spell am I under I am gettin' older, the younger me drags on the chain The story might change but the endings are always the same I came out here a broken man All the way to the center of the world And I wonder who I would be After Hermannsburg Yeah, I wonder who I would be After Hermannsburg