Running With Scissors movie - Year of the Cat lyrics

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Song by Al Stewart<br /><br>

On a morning from a Bogart movie<br>

In a country where they turn back time<br>

You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre<br>

Contemplating a crime<br>

She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running<br>

Like a watercolour in the rain<br>

Don't bother asking for explanations<br>

She'll just tell you that she came<br>

In the year of the cat<br>

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She doesn't give you time for questions<br>

As she locks up your arm in hers<br>

And you follow till your sense of which direction<br>

Completely disappears<br>

By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls<br>

There's a hidden door she leads you to<br>

These days, she says, I feel my life<br>

Just like a river running through<br>

The year of the cat<br>

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[Instrumental Interlude]<br>

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Well morning comes and you're still with her<br>

And the bus and the tourists are gone<br>

And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket<br>

So you have to stay on<br>

But the drum-beat strains of the night remain<br>

In the rhythm of the new-born day<br>

You know sometime you're bound to leave her<br>

But for now you're going to stay<br>

In the year of the cat<br>

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