I Recognise the Light Lyrics

I visit South America via a dead
Man's words: undercover priests
And barren parks.

I visit through a different man's
Images, exercising in his underwear,
Laminating the past.

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.

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.