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Doesn't Remind Me(Live at the Quart Festival) - Audioslave
Written by：Chris Cornell/Tom Morello/Tim Commerford/Brad Wilk
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
Cause 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 driving backwards in the fog
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

The things that I've loved the things that I've lost

The 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

I like gypsy moths and radio talk
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gospel music and canned applause
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like colorful clothing in the sun
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything

The things that I've loved the things that I've lost

The 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

Bend and shape me
I love the way you are

Slow and sweetly
Like never before

Calm and sleeping
We won't stir up the past

So discretely
We won't look back

The things that I've loved the things that I've lost

The 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

I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
If it doesn't remind me of anything