Soldiers and Sailors on Riverside

I found myself standing on my old home ground

Though I heard that you never can go back again

As the first snows of winter like hope drifted down

I turned my collar up to the wind, yeah

At the soldiers and sailors out on Riverside

I kept my watch over Dead Man's Hill

And I swore that I heard my own voice slipping by

Must be a trick of the wind, trick of the chill

Between the death of a dream and the fortunes of war

I'm spinning helpless in this circle I've been in before

And I reach for the hand that's always been there

And come up with empty air, empty air

And over and over

I see that look that was in your eyes

And word for word

I remember the last words you said to me

And word for word

I remember you promised you'd wait for me

All this walking wounded on this Manhattan beat

We keep on pounding the streets waiting for something to clear

We've all got our memories that keep pushing our feet away

I've got a face in my rearview mirror

Over and over

I see that light that was in your eyes

And word for word

I remember the last words you said to me

And word for word

I remember you promised you'd wait for me

And word for word

I remember the last words you said to me

And word for word

I remember you promised you'd wait for me

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