Ten Mile Tide – San Francisco lyrics

Leaving again...and she don't know why.
Packs up her things, when her road gets just a little too straight
Strips her room and she says goodbye
To the ones that stick around and sit and laugh and cry and talk about the life that knows her

Never a fool but she feels like one
And she holds...my hand.

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She's runnning to San Francisco
Leaving the walls behind.
Arms wrapped around her shoulders,
Tumbling through tired.

She's running to the city
Getting out of this old place
Looking though the rusted window,
Fall into space.

The only people she'll know are the ones she'll meet tomorrow
The closest friends are sitting stranded at the little run-in diner
Where she used to work.
But they wonder if their tears are really about her or if they're thinking about themselves
And they catch her thoughts on right up high
And the minutes...roll by.

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Running to...a tall glass cut building
Running to...a bed nice and warm
Running to...a black picket fence now
Running to...A life ripped and torn
Running to...A cramped old apartment
Running to a life not like it seems...

A couple months have passed and she was sitting on the front step
A local man came by and told her bout some problems that he's got
He's lost his job and his rent ran dry
She said, hey man just get up and change some things about the way that you are
And he sits on right down next to her
And she holds...his hand