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[ti:bleecker street] |
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[ar:mando diao] |
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[al:above and beyond] |
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Fog's rollin' in off the East River bank |
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Like a shroud it covers Bleeker Street |
[00:56.67] |
Fills the alleys where men sleep |
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Hides the shepherd from the sheep |
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Voices leaking from a sad cafe |
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Smiling faces try to understand |
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I saw a shadow touch a shadow's hand |
[01:34.48][02:07.17][02:39.96] |
On Bleeker Street |
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A poet reads his crooked rhyme |
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Holy, holy is his sacrament |
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Thirty dollars pays your rent |
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I head a church bell softly chime |
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In a melody sustainin' |
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It's a long road to Caanan |