Murakami

I found you today
While I was reading Patti Smith
And she mentioned your name
So I drove to the store
And I bought a copy of
The Wind-Up Bird and let it rain
Town like Japan, sipping sencha
On the train to Kyoto on Saturday
Wondering through the Fushimi gates

Murakami, you paint real life
On a snow white empty page
Like origami, you fold your light
In a brand new ancient away
And I know your pen is mightier
Than a Samurai's sword
It's diamond sharpened
Murakami, your words inspire
From an island far away
You sound like a symphony, yeah
You sound like a symphony, yeah

I chased that sheep
All the way out to Hokkaido
I couldn't find a thing
Anywhere, and I felt so alone
That I traveled back to Tokyo
To walk those neon streets
Weaving like [?]
That you drew in silence
While your [?]
And Bernstein vinyl played
Listening to every mark they made

Murakami, you paint real life
On a snow white empty page
Like origami, you fold your light
In a brand new ancient way
And I know your pen is mightier
Than a Samurai's sword
It's diamond sharpened
Murakami, your words inspire
From an island far away
You sound like a symphony, yeah
You sound like a symphony, yeah

And I wonder what would men do without women
Would we live in caves and go for days
Without a shave just watching television
All alone, staring at the phone just wishing
Someone else was home

Murakami, you paint real life
On a snow white empty page
Like origami, you fold your light
In a brand new ancient way
And I know your pen is mightier
Than a Samurai's sword
It's diamond sharpened
Murakami, your words inspire
From an island far away
You sound like a symphony, yeah
You sound like a symphony, yeah
You sound like a symphony, yeah
You sound like a symphony, yeah