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Mission Street is a striking stranger
Speaks a language I don't but long to learn
Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the
As I sit as though awaiting some

And my hands are cold tonight, I'm in this dark
Forgetting what it was I came to
And it seems that been wrong
More than I've been right, more than I've been

Mission Street out to me by name
Then hurries on before I've hardly turned my
Promises of answers underneath her breath
Like an of contraband misread

And my hands are cold tonight on the strings of guitar
Looking for the chords of I've left behind
And it seems that been wrong
More than been right, more than I've been right

Mission is alive at every hour
Like never been and fear I may not ever be
A light so on the mountains in the distance
A solitude so deep it might me

Well, my hands are cold tonight, but the sky is bright with
And I'm tearing the veil that keeps me blind
And it seems the I'm wrong
The more that I am right, the that I am right
Mission Street, Mission