south Of Eden
Jesse Welles
I limped out of paradise
With a half eaten peach
A snake on my head
And a curse on my feet
Three years no water
Three years without food
Three years in the desert
With nothing to do
Hope was stupid
Dumb and naive
In those days there were no kings
I went from village to village
And I heard all their tales
Reasons for suffering
Reasons for failure
Success is a diamond
It's for one man to keep
But failure's communal
We all get a drink
The things you think you possess you can keep
In those days there were no kings
Everything you've ever heard
Is just a feeling put to words
The grass is green
The sky is blue
And that's the best that they could
All of humanity sings
Everyone's a fool but me
I came to a river
And the trees grew so high
There were people down there
They were mostly kind
And they were drunk
And laying in bed
Comfort's so cruel
She'll strangle you dead
It's hard to swim where they teach you to sink
And in those days there were no kings