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Vienna Teng - Mission Street Lyrics

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  • 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
  • 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

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