Mission Street
Journey of Reflection on Mission Street
Lyrics
Mission Street is a striking dark-eyed stranger
Mission Street symbolizes a mysterious and captivating person.
who speaks a language I don't know but long to learn
The stranger speaks an unfamiliar language, creating a desire to understand.
its cadences fall endlessly beyond the windowpane
The captivating language echoes endlessly outside the window.
as I sit as though awaiting some return
The speaker waits, anticipating something without specifying.
and my hands are cold tonight
The speaker's hands are cold, possibly reflecting emotional detachment.
I'm sleepless in this dark
Feeling sleepless in a dark place, possibly metaphorical.
forgetting what it was I came to find
Forgetting the purpose or goal of the journey.
and it seems that I've been wrong
Admission of being frequently wrong in life.
more than I've been right
Repetition of acknowledging past mistakes.
more than I've been right
Mission Street calls out to me by name
Mission Street seems to have a personal connection, calling the speaker by name.
then hurries on before I've hardly turned my head
Mission Street moves on quickly, leaving the speaker intrigued.
promises of answers muttered underneath her breath
Promises of answers are vague and possibly misunderstood.
like an offering of contraband misread
Comparing the promises to contraband, suggesting hidden or forbidden knowledge.
and my hands are cold tonight
The speaker's hands remain cold, now on a guitar, indicating a creative pursuit.
on the strings of this guitar
Playing with the strings, searching for the chords of the past.
looking for the chords of what I've left behind
Reflecting on what has been left behind in life.
and it seems that I've been wrong
Acknowledging a pattern of being wrong more than being right.
more than I've been right
Reiteration of the speaker's frequent mistakes.
more than I've been right
Mission Street is alive at every hour
Highlighting the vibrant and lively nature of Mission Street at all times.
like I've never been and feared I may not ever be
The speaker feels distant from the liveliness, fearing they may never experience it.
a light so steady on the mountains in the distance
A steady light on distant mountains symbolizes a guiding force.
a solitude so deep it might awaken me
A deep solitude that may bring awakening to the speaker.
well my hands are cold tonight
The speaker's hands remain cold, contrasting with the bright starry sky.
but the sky is bright with stars
Tearing through a metaphorical veil, seeking clarity or understanding.
and I'm tearing through the veil that keeps me blind
The speaker acknowledges being wrong more often but finds increasing clarity.
and it seems the more I'm wrong
Reiterating the paradox that being wrong leads to a deeper sense of being right.
the more that I am right
Recognizing the paradoxical nature of life's journey.
the more that I am right
Emphasizing the evolving understanding of being right amidst past mistakes.
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