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Mission Street

Vienna Teng

(Warm Strangers - 2004)

Intro

Mission Street is a striking dark-eyed stranger

 Who speaks a language I don't know but long to learn

 Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane

 As I sit as though awaiting some return

 And my hands are cold tonight

 I'm sleepless in this dark

 Forgetting what it was I came to find

 And it seems that I've been wrong

 More than I've been right

 More than I've been right

Mission Street calls out to me by name

 Then hurries on before I've hardly turned my head

Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath

 Like an offering of contraband misread

 And my hands are cold tonight

 On the strings of this guitar

 Looking for the chords of what I've left behind

 And it seems that I've been wrong

 More than I've been right

 More than I've been right

Interlude

Mission Street is alive at every hour

 Like I've never been and feared I may not ever be

A light so steady on the mountains in the distance

 A solitude so deep it might awaken me

 Well my hands are cold tonight

 But the sky is bright with stars

 And I'm tearing through the veil that keeps me blind

 And it seems the more I'm wrong

 The more that I am right

 The more that I am right

Mission Street

 Mission Street