I don't want to learn what I'll need
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
Calm and sleeping we won't stir up the past
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like throwing my voice and breaking guitars
I like hammering nails and speaking in tongues
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I like gospel music and canned applause
If it doesn't remind me of anything
I won't lie no more you can bet
So discreetly we won't look back
I like playing in the sand what's mine is ours
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like studying faces in a parking lot
I like colorful clothing in the sun
I like driving backwards in the fog
I don't want to learn what I'll need
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
Songwriters: Timothy Commerford, Chris Cornell, Tom Morello, Brad Wilk
Publishers: DISAPPEARING ONE MUSIC, EMI APRIL MUSIC INC., LBV SONGS, ME 3 PUBLISHING, MELEE SAVVY MUSIC
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
With a graveyard tan carrying a cross
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
I like gypsy moths and radio talk
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
I walk the streets of Japan till I get lost
The things that I've loved the things that I've lost
I don't want to learn what I'll need to forget
Bend and shape me I love the way you are
Slow and sweetly like never before
I won't lie no more you can bet
The things I've held sacred that I've dropped
I won't lie no more you can bet
‘Cause it doesn't remind me of anything