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Maybe It's Time For Me To Go

from Doldrums by Andrew St James

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Maybe its time for me to go

Sweet Mary, child, the mornings broke,
My heads still clouded, I know I misspoke,
For you, forever, I'll still smile at your jokes, but
Look out your back door, you’ll see yourself smiling,
Erotic malnutrition, insults flying.
Yeah the god in the mirror, has left to build his bible, maybe it's time for me to go.

The drunks still screaming on the corner of your street,
Despite the morning showers and your drug induced sleep,
Your main stream affection and the tattoos on your feet,
Take a trip through the time wall, see your memory swirling, at the start of nightfall your silvers sterling
And love it lasts forever, lest your pride is for the taking, perhaps it's time for me to go.

The Benzedrine wish well is but a graveyard dance,
And your periodical knowledge gives you no chance,
For your lifestyle in the bike lane and your questionable finance.
Go put your drink down, break down in the hallway!
The road to freedom is looming out your doorway.
Your dreams and your callings, are buried beneath the system, maybe it's time for me to go.

You live in a light show, doesn't mean you're not blinded.
Looking for dharma doesn't mean you will find it
I'm leaving the morning, the first one on the pavement,
Life is boring without the initiative to shape it.

Oh Mary, the night left your home again,
And despite your wisdom an your need to pretend,
Your Coked up in the shadows, and you know your near the end.
Take the time to realize, the amount your burning, a testament to the grave your earning,
And the god in the mirror has left to build his bible, maybe it's time for me to go.

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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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