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Remember the first and last goodbye Looking for answers to our tide Travel the long road At night we dreamt that we could drive Racing the shore and taking hold Biding our time and growing old Circling questions Looking for direction and self-control Why did we go, Santiago? Memories fade in late july She's looking too close and feeling shy It's taken forever Well love will often lead us awry Remember the first and last goodbye The places that grow and hide the light We'll travel the long road It gave us sight for the price of his eyes Why did we go, Santiago? (Thanks to Less for these lyrics) From Letras Mania