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