Entre Las Americas (2012)

Sunday Morning in the Mission

06:50
Third International
Pearson

Story

An early morning walk from the Haight through the Tenderloin, touching the street people as they pass by.

Lyrics

Sunday Morning in the Mission

 

Cruisin’ out of Haight Street

A night in Buena Vista park

The eastern glimmer

Of the morning she comes

The sky was not quite dark

And then a voice form the corner she poses

“Are you looking for a friend?”

This could be a child, God knows this

Could be the end

And to the beat of your heart as you listen

To the sound of your soul as it sighs

Sunday Morning in the Mission

And you’re glad you’re alive

 

Now the diligence

Of you missionaries

You take this uphill road

But in eloquent objection

I share my heavy load

‘Cos dreams are done

And lives are lost

And the future is etched in this stone

And now the hopes and wishes all run dry

You find you’re not alone

And to the beat of your heart you will listen

To the sound of your soul as it sighs

Sunday Morning in the Mission

And you’re glad to be alive