Now playing: South Of Eden by Jesse Welles. Paused, Muted
South Of Eden
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