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
|
|
[Chorus]
|
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
|
|
[Chorus]
|
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
|
|
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
|
|
[Chorus]
|
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 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
|
|
-----------------
|
Doesn't Remind Me
|
| Audioslave |
