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Mission Street

[00:20.09][02:41.44][04:13.21]	史逸欣-Mission street
[00:29.03][02:49.37][04:21.22]
[00:37.74]	Mission street is a striking dark-eyed stranger
[00:43.99]	Who speaks a language I don't know but long to learn
[00:51.81]	Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane
[00:59.34]	As I sit as though awaiting some return
[01:06.84][02:09.10]	And my hands are cold tonight
[01:13.12]	I'm sleepless in this dark
[01:17.03]	Forgetting what it was I came to find
[01:22.30][02:24.81]	And it seems that I've been wrong
[01:28.89][01:32.63][02:31.41][02:35.19]	More than I've been right
[01:39.15]	Mission street calls out to me by name
[01:45.28]	Then hurries on before I've hardly turned my head
[01:54.76]	Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath
[02:01.56]	Like an offering of contraband misread
[02:15.08]	On the strings of this guitar
[02:19.38]	Looking for the chords of what I've left behind
[02:57.98]	Mission street is alive at every hour
[03:04.12]	Like I've never been and feared I may not ever be
[03:13.46]	A light so steady on the mountains in the distance
[03:19.89]	A solitude so deep it might awaken me
[03:29.29]	Well my hands are cold tonight
[03:35.23]	But the sky is bright with stars
[03:39.15]	And I'm tearing through the veil that keeps me blind
[03:44.73]	And it seems the more I'm wrong
[03:51.01][03:54.88]	The more that I am right

[00:20.09][02:41.44][04:13.21]	shǐ yì xīn Mission street
[00:29.03][02:49.37][04:21.22]
[00:37.74]	Mission street is a striking darkeyed stranger
[00:43.99]	Who speaks a language I don' t know but long to learn
[00:51.81]	Its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane
[00:59.34]	As I sit as though awaiting some return
[01:06.84][02:09.10]	And my hands are cold tonight
[01:13.12]	I' m sleepless in this dark
[01:17.03]	Forgetting what it was I came to find
[01:22.30][02:24.81]	And it seems that I' ve been wrong
[01:28.89][01:32.63][02:31.41][02:35.19]	More than I' ve been right
[01:39.15]	Mission street calls out to me by name
[01:45.28]	Then hurries on before I' ve hardly turned my head
[01:54.76]	Promises of answers muttered underneath her breath
[02:01.56]	Like an offering of contraband misread
[02:15.08]	On the strings of this guitar
[02:19.38]	Looking for the chords of what I' ve left behind
[02:57.98]	Mission street is alive at every hour
[03:04.12]	Like I' ve never been and feared I may not ever be
[03:13.46]	A light so steady on the mountains in the distance
[03:19.89]	A solitude so deep it might awaken me
[03:29.29]	Well my hands are cold tonight
[03:35.23]	But the sky is bright with stars
[03:39.15]	And I' m tearing through the veil that keeps me blind
[03:44.73]	And it seems the more I' m wrong
[03:51.01][03:54.88]	The more that I am right