[00:09.44]I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
[00:14.57]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[00:19.73]With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
[00:24.66]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[00:28.86]I like studying faces in a parking lot
[00:33.94]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[00:38.51]I like driving backwards in the fog
[00:43.63]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[01:55.08][00:48.36]
[03:28.20][01:55.60][00:49.00]The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost
[03:32.95][02:00.39][00:53.73]The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped
[03:37.75][02:05.13][00:58.38]I won’t lie no more you can bet
[03:42.47][02:10.04][01:03.21]I don’t want to learn what I’ll need to forget
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[01:17.10]I like gypsy moths and radio talk
[01:19.90]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[01:26.31]I like gospel music and canned applause
[01:31.51]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[01:35.95]I like colorful clothing in the sun
[01:41.11]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[01:45.43]I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
[01:50.29]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[02:14.86]
[02:15.76]Bend and shape me I love the way you are
[02:25.25]Slow and sweetly Like never before
[02:34.86]Calm and sleeping We won’t stir up the past
[02:44.16]So descretely We won’t look back
[03:20.55]
[03:46.31]I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
[03:52.36]Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
[03:56.41]I like playing in the sand what’s mine is ours
[04:01.44]If it doesn’t remind me of anything

I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost
The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped
I won’t lie no more you can bet
I don’t want to learn what I’ll need to forget
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I ilke hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
Bend and shape me I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly Like never before
Calm and sleeping We won’t stir up the past
So descretely We won’t look back
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn’t remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what’s mine is ours
If it doesn’t remind me of anything