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Sajama Cut – It Was Kyoto Where I Died lyrics
It was Kyoto, where I died
Where the sun hits the sea
And the burned fashioned feasts
Are choirs of quality lovers?
It was Kyoto where things fell
Inside your eyes, lived a wishing well
A perfectly sculptured feature
It was Kyoto, where life cried
It was Kyoto, where I tried
To hang on and be gone
And if you sing-sing-sing
That you’ll ever love another
And as you stab-that’s(me) fine
It hurts, but nothing bothers
Me at all
At least I wouldn’t mind
And if you think-think-think
That I could ever love another
Oh I’ll tell you dear
Love hurts, oh; nothing’s colder
Miasma, I’d think I shouldn’t mind
Oh I’ll still wait now dear
For your lips to un-cold the attars
Years and years
It’d burn
But nothing bothers me at all
With you I wouldn’t mind
It was Kyoto
Where love died
In spite your arts
Where you’d view the reddened lake
Lay my body, through a stake
Beneath the charms of lover
It was Kyoto, where I fled
Yours truly now dead
A nicely packaged bouquet let
Your eyes through no other’s
Where the sun hits the sea
And the burned fashioned feasts
Are choirs of quality lovers?
It was Kyoto where things fell
Inside your eyes, lived a wishing well
A perfectly sculptured feature
It was Kyoto, where life cried
It was Kyoto, where I tried
To hang on and be gone
And if you sing-sing-sing
That you’ll ever love another
And as you stab-that’s(me) fine
It hurts, but nothing bothers
Me at all
At least I wouldn’t mind
And if you think-think-think
That I could ever love another
Oh I’ll tell you dear
Love hurts, oh; nothing’s colder
Miasma, I’d think I shouldn’t mind
Oh I’ll still wait now dear
For your lips to un-cold the attars
Years and years
It’d burn
But nothing bothers me at all
With you I wouldn’t mind
It was Kyoto
Where love died
In spite your arts
Where you’d view the reddened lake
Lay my body, through a stake
Beneath the charms of lover
It was Kyoto, where I fled
Yours truly now dead
A nicely packaged bouquet let
Your eyes through no other’s
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