I Woke Up in a Strange Place (Live at The Palais Theatre, Melbourne, Australia - February 28, 1996) Jeff Buckley

The ghost calls to visit
With my keys in his pocket
Kisses in my mouth with his
Eyes hanging out of his sockets
My memories crumble
Under still resistance
I was torn out like pages
From the book of existence

I woke up in a strange place
My mind a blur and some blood on my chin
I made a call for a blackened cab
Some destination was moving on in
I remember the words that you told me
How they come down so hard, so plain
Fate is going to find your love in a glass of champagne

Love came calling as a counterfeit mistress
Stealing from the pockets of a sadomasochist
Well she's mouthing for his place like a tongue on crystal meth
The cigarette smelling like the feeling inside my chest

I woke up in a strange place
Music so loud that I spit up my beer
I met a ride in that blackened cab
Some destination was moving on in
Easy now, this car is speeding up
For my last chance, crashing to freedom
Fate is going to find your love in a glass of champagne