Doesn't Remind Me (Live at the Quart Festival)

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

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[01:55.60][00:49.00]The things that I’ve loved the things that I’ve lost

[02:00.39][00:53.73]The things I’ve held sacred that I’ve dropped

[02:05.13][00:58.38]I won’t lie no more you can bet

[02:10.04][01:03.21]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