Going to Santiago
[Verse 1]
Big birds in the trees
Car's locked and I've lost my keys
Crashing sounds of the waterfall
And a statue of Jesus 200 feet tall
3000 miles from the port in California
And three little feet from falling off the earth
And the shadow of a mountain that shouldn't cast a shadow
And the snow underfoot is soft and yielding
[Refrain]
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[Verse 2]
Look at those birds
I'd say something about them but I've lost the words
They're laughing and they're watching me
And the radiator's boiling for no reason
Wild cattle crossing as it strikes their fancy
And a handful of money which does me no good
And a pocketful of medicine to abuse myself with
And a photograph of someone stapled to my shirtsleeve
[Refrain]
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