Joan Beck - Year Of The Cat Lyrics

ON A MORNING FROM A BOGART MOVIE
IN A COUNTRY WHERE THEY TURN 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 QUESTION
S 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
S THERE'S A HIDDEN DOOR SHE LEADS
YOU TO THESE DAYS, SHE SAYS, I FEEL MY LIFE
JUST LIKE A RIVER RUNNING THROUGH
WHILE SHE LOOKS AT YOU SO COOLY 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 AND
THE BUS AND THE TOURISTS ARE GONE
AND YOU'VE THROWN AWAY YOUR
CHOICE YOU'VE LOST YOUR TICKET
SO YOU HAVE TO STAY ON BUT THE DRUM-BEAT
STRAINS OF THE NIGHT REMAIN IN THE RHYTHM OF THE NEWBORN DAY
YOU KNOW SOMETIME YOU'RE BOUND TO LEAVE HER BUT
FOR NOW YOU'RE GOING TO STAY IN
THE YEAR OF THE CAT