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/ On a morning from a Bogart movie, in a \
| country where they turned back time, |
| You go strolling through the crowd like |
| Peter Lorre contemplating a crime. She |
| comes out of the sun in a silk dress |
| running like a watercolor in the rain. |
| Don't bother asking for explanations, |
| she'll just tell you that she came In |
| the Year of the Cat. |
| |
| She doesn't give you time for |
| questions, as she locks up your arm in |
| hers, And you follow 'till your sense |
| of which direction completely |
| disappears. By the blue-tiled walls |
| near the market stall there's a hidden |
| door she |
| |
| leads you to. These days, she say, I |
| feel my life just like a river running |
| through The Year of the Cat. |
| |
| Well, she looks at you so coolly, And |
| her eyes shine like the moon in the |
| sea. She comes in incense and |
| patchouli, So you take her to find |
| what's waiting inside The Year of the |
| Cat. |
| |
| Well, morning comes and you're still |
| with her, but the bus and the tourists |
| |
| are gone, And you've thrown away your |
| choice and lost your ticket, so you |
| have to stay on. But the drum-beat |
| strains of the night remain in the |
| rhythm of the new-born day. You know |
| some time you're bound to leave her, |
| but for now you're going to stay In the |
| Year of the Cat. |
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\ -- Al Stewart, "Year of the Cat" /
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-- Larry Wall in <199710311718.JAA19082@wall.org>
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