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East of Eden

from Doldrums by Andrew St James

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East Of Eden
Lets run it out, this morning breaking ahead of the broad iron tracks
To find us out inside the ace of jacks
And the soar metallic sun, shone o’er this virgin land
Darkening what’s done,
So I’m going back to the almanac
With their black limousines and their heroine dreams do deceive them, no.
The blue-collar hands whisking away
And the coal men slowly dying for their pay
With the depth of the city’s cave, in their south Pennsylvania town
What is there to save?
For I was there, with grease in my hair
When the whisky denounced the minors who pounced on their days worth! No.
The suburbs rose out of an expanding communist block
Whose taillights got them quickly stopped
Where property is a dream, along with colossal faith,
To see through the bookies scheme,
But dreams, like a drug, turn the wise into the smug
And he’d say I’m high out my mind, and I aint gonna sign till I’m sober, no.
When Will they see, that freedom really dont come free
Through the walls of the private penitentiary 
And the force in the Arab dust, turned the old ways back on their face
with the white Protestant rust for a love not legally embraced 
And the stiff necked religious men, took their old beliefs with a new hate
And the families that sleep in the streets stand with a heavy hand
To be the jury, of the ones,
Who had tried, with their guns,
To keep the land of the brave as white and as knave as the ceiling no.
No, east of Eden, How can we decide, if everyone’s always wrong.

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from Doldrums, released September 24, 2013

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Andrew St. James San Francisco, California

Andrew St James is a singer, songwriter and poet from San Francisco, with hefty songwriting chops and a timeless voice that echoes from decades gone by into an unknowable future of music, talent, and vision.

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