I sit beside the dark - beneath the mire
Cold grey dusty day - the morning lake
Drinks up the sky
Katmandu, I'll soon be seeing you
And your strange - bewildering time will hold me down.

Chop me some broken wood - we'll start a fire
White warm, light the dawn and help me see, old satan's tree
Katmandu, I'll soon be touching you
And your strange - bewildering time will hold me down.

Pass me my hat and coat - lock up the cabin
Slow night treat me right until I go - be nice to know
Katmandu, I'll soon be seeing you
And your strange bewildering time will keep me home.