I sit beside the dark - beneath the mire cold grey dusty day - the morning lake drinks up the sky Kathmandu, 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 Kathmandu, 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 Kathmandu, I'll soon be seeing you and your strange bewildering time will keep me home