From the recording Caught in Time

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Redemption on the street, inspired by a visit to Gerrard Street in Toronto.

Lyrics

SALVATION FOR THE STREET – By Jane Eamon 2009

It’s Sunday morning in the mission
the junkies are asleep
There’s a tiny storefront chapel
That you can barely see
Sister Monica’s the sign says
In letters small and neat
Promising salvation for the street

It ain’t no church with fancy steeple
Just a crudely painted sign
Dusted up with glitter
Saying dance with the divine
And the Lord he will deliver
So come one come all inside
Promising salvation for the street

To every hard line pusher
Every bum down on his luck
Every ragged old streetwalker
Who’s floundering in the muck
It’s the one place all’s forgiven
No one’s trying to make a buck
Promising salvation for the street

The market on the corner
Is all boarded up and spent
The apartments overhead
Now only hookers tend to rent
But Sister Monica’s got the gospel
In a hardened retail tent
Promising salvation for the street

They came to this country
With promise in their eyes
But circumstance and living
Has taught them to survive
They come here every Sunday
Hoping God is still alive
Promising salvation for the street
Yeah they come here every Sunday
Hoping God is still alive
Promising salvation for the street

Jane Eamon – vocals, guitar
Gord Brush – baritone
Andrew Smith - mandicello