Cayman Islands Lyrics - Riot On An Empty Street - Kings Of Convenience

Through the alleyways 

To cool off in the shadows 

Then into the street 

Following the water 

There's a bearded man 

Paddling in his canoe 

Looks as if he has 

Come all the way from the Cayman Islands 

These canals, it seems 

They all go in circles 

Places look the same 

And we're the only difference 

The wind is in your hair 

It's covering my view 

I'm holding on to you 

On a bike we've hired until tomorrow 

If only they could see 

If only they had been here 

They would understand 

How someone could have chosen 

To go the length I've gone 

To spend just one day riding 

Holding on to you 

I never thought it would be this clear