Kyoto Song
A nightmare of you, of death in the pool
Wakes me up at quarter to three
I'm lying on the floor of the night before
With a stranger lying next to me
A nightmare of you, of death in the pool
I see no further now than this dream
A trembling hand of the trembling man
I hold my mouth to hold in a scream
Do, do do, do do, do
Do, do do, do do, do
Do, do do, do do, do
Do do
I try to think to make it slow
If only here is where I go
If this is real, I have to see
I turn on fire and next to me
It looks good, it tastes like nothing on earth
It looks good, it tastes like nothing on earth
It's so smooth, it even feels like skin
It tells me how it feels to be new
Tells me how it feels to be new
A thousand voices whisper it true
It tells me how it feels to be new
And every voice belongs
Every voice belongs to you
A nightmare of you, of death in the pool hall
Wakes me up at quarter to three
I'm lying on the floor of the night before
With a stranger lying next to me
It looks good, it tastes like nothing on earth
It looks good, it tastes like nothing on earth
It's so smooth, it even feels like skin
It tells me how it feels to be new
Tells me how it feels to be new
A thousand voices whisper it true
Tells me how it feels to be new
And every voice belongs
Every voice belongs to you
Do, do do, do do, do
Do, do do, do do, do
Do, do do, do do, do
Do do
Wakes me up at quarter to three
I'm lying on the floor of the night before
With a stranger lying next to me
A nightmare of you, of death in the pool
I see no further now than this dream
A trembling hand of the trembling man
I hold my mouth to hold in a scream
Do, do do, do do, do
Do, do do, do do, do
Do, do do, do do, do
Do do
I try to think to make it slow
If only here is where I go
If this is real, I have to see
I turn on fire and next to me
It looks good, it tastes like nothing on earth
It looks good, it tastes like nothing on earth
It's so smooth, it even feels like skin
It tells me how it feels to be new
Tells me how it feels to be new
A thousand voices whisper it true
It tells me how it feels to be new
And every voice belongs
Every voice belongs to you
A nightmare of you, of death in the pool hall
Wakes me up at quarter to three
I'm lying on the floor of the night before
With a stranger lying next to me
It looks good, it tastes like nothing on earth
It looks good, it tastes like nothing on earth
It's so smooth, it even feels like skin
It tells me how it feels to be new
Tells me how it feels to be new
A thousand voices whisper it true
Tells me how it feels to be new
And every voice belongs
Every voice belongs to you
Do, do do, do do, do
Do, do do, do do, do
Do, do do, do do, do
Do do
Credits
Writer(s): Robert James Smith
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