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By iammyself Date: 2005 Sep 25 Comment on this Work [[2005.09.25.19.15.8789]] |
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"On Every Street" with apologies to Mark Knopfler There's gotta be a record of you someplace You gotta be on somebody's books The facts I seek - a picture of your face Our common looks The sacred and profane The pleasure and the pain Somewhere your presence remains concrete And it's your face I'm looking for on every street You had another child by your own will My sister who I've never known And I have to wonder if she's out there still And to which wind she's been thrown Oh it's a dangerous road And a burdensome load And I see my sister in every woman I meet And it's her face I'm looking for on every street Sometimes I wonder if I have a place And people I can call my own I don't know why it is I'm still on this case Why I search alone And you still remain without a trace Seems to me such a waste And every victory has a taste that's bittersweet And it's my face I'm looking for on every street |