It Was Kyoto, Where I Died

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
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
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
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 i died
It was Kyoto where i died
It was Kyoto where i died