Christmas Day 2005

I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost

Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

With a graveyard tan n'carrying a cross

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 travelling backwards in the fall

Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

The things that I've loved,
things that I've lost
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...