Mission City

When I land on the shoulder

Where the waves meet the ocean

Will the tide start to rise

From the tears in your eyes

Don’t write me a letter

For I carry no postage

Won't make you feel better

For saying goodbye

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Sent away, far away

I inhabit this island

You needed a break

And put me on a train

Made a trade, made a trade

So I left for the Sirens

They sang me to sleep

As I drifted away

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Call down from the hills hear ‘em sing

These cliffs are my headstone, this water my grave

A beautiful woman with love on her wings

And I’ll never see Mission City again

No I’ll never see Mission City again

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It feels like I’m dying, so why’s that all right to me

My mother she’s crying, there’s holes in my arms

The hospital silence brings out what’s left of me

Nothing left here to see now that I’m done

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But I’ll wait, I will wait

It’s bound to get better

The spell that I’m under

I’ll see it at bay

I will run through the rain

And call down the thunder

If death is forever

Forever can wait

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Call down from the hills hear ‘Ems sing

These cliffs are my headstone, this water my grave

A beautiful woman with love on her wings

And I’ll never see Mission City again

Clint Bracher