Galapagos

And we’re walking, car parked in the shade of the trees

Tried to climb one, countryside activities

And we’re walking, a woman and her dog look away

Nod at the locals, knowing that we’re not going to stay

And we’re walking, talk about The Galapagos

Natural science, erosion, eruption and us

And we’re walking, palms are sweating, our hands let go

Keep on talking, self-conscious but it’s not gonna show

Wade in the water on your own, don’t wanna go home

Leave clothes and shoes on the ground, don’t make a sound

Don’t make a sound

Don’t make a sound