[01:08.19]On a morning from a Bogart movie
[01:11.81]In a country where they turn back time
[01:16.00]You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
[01:20.33]Contemplating a crime
[01:24.00]She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
[01:28.32]Like a watercolor in the rain
[01:32.06]Don't bother asking for explanations
[01:36.61]She'll just tell you that she came
[01:39.11]In the year of the cat
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[01:57.50]She doesn't give you time for questions
[02:01.06]As she locks up your arm in hers
[02:05.22]And you follow till your sense of which direction
[02:09.47]Completely disappears
[02:12.41]By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
[02:17.66]There's a hidden door she leads you to
[02:21.59]These days  she says  "I feel my life
[02:25.59]Just like a river running through"
[02:27.71]The year of the cat
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[02:46.23]Why she looks at you so coolly
[02:49.85]And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
[02:53.99]She comes in incense and patchouli
[02:57.88]So you take her  to find what's waiting inside
[03:05.51]The year of the cat
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[04:29.29]Well morning comes and you're still with her
[04:33.42]And the bus and the tourists are gone
[04:37.61]And you've thrown away your choice and lost your ticket
[04:41.80]So you have to stay on
[04:44.20]
[04:45.52]But the drumbeat strains of the night remain
[04:49.85]In the rhythm of the new-born day
[04:53.79]You know sometime you're bound to leave her
[04:57.90]But for now you're going to stay
[05:00.60]In the year of the cat
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[05:17.20]Year of the cat
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