I Recognise the Light

[Verse 1] I visit South America via a deadman’s words: Undercover priests and barren parks I visit through a different man’s images Exercising in his underwear Laminating the past (x2) [Hook] I’ve never been to Mexico City But I recognise the light I’ve never been to Santiago Its history keeps me up at night Its history keeps me up at night It keeps up at night (x2) Hey! [Verse 2] People sell mobile phone holsters in shaded kiosks In an urban sprawl that moves at a crawl I once took a European night train But now I wait for something to enter the frame Enter the frame (x2) [Hook] (x2)