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.