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Jericho copyright 2014 Sam Steffen

From inside the walls through the chambers and halls every call falls in deafening echo
Back onto the ears of the ones still in here whom the system condemned from the get-go
Hear tell of a place where no man has a face on account of his case was mishandled
Its called Jericho it’s the old status quo it was left long ago undismantled

But the day soon shall come when each voice raised as one
Will erupt from the crowd in a shattering sound
And the trumpets will blow and the warden will know
That the walls of Jericho must come down

They step off the trains and they’re put into chains and their names’re all changed into numbers
It’s all an attempt to make someone exempt from recognizing himself in another
The one who presides presumes to decide that who lives and who dies is up to him
Its based on the facts but the conclusions, they lack all the feelings they used to get to em

But the day soon shall come without lifting a gun
Every voice will the edge of the city surround
And the trumpets will blow and the judges will know
That the walls of Jericho must come down

They’re poor to begin they’re taught they can’t win when they’re brought in it aint to bear witness
They’re deemed by a judge unfit to be much, call it justice but its just a business
The prisons’re run by the corporations so your freedom’s the price of a profit
And no one’s to blame cause to them it’s a game, trying to fill in a bottomless pocket

But the day soon shall come where by ceasing to run
We’ll not be turned back nor told to turn round
And the trumpets will blow, and the lawyers will know
That the walls of Jericho must come down

They’re brought into here to do what it ain’t clear to where no one can say what he’s seeing
They’re hated and scorned and their cries are ignored and they won’t hear the words human being
The cycle won’t break it accounts for mistakes and it knows that you’ll make and repeat em
But the killers ain’t killed so long as they’re killed and the prisons’re as filled as they need em

But the day soon shall come when the songs that we’ve sung
Will within every breast alight and resound
And the trumpets will blow and the hangman will know
That the walls of Jericho must come down

The fence is so high now it blocks out the sky and it blackens the ground with its shadow
The birds can’t get out there’s nothing to doubt and the horses have fled from the meadow
Hear tell of a spot where a man is forgot spite of whether or not they convict him
Its called Jericho it’s the place that you go from the criminal into the victim

But the day soon shall come where by beating the drum
Every voice from the silence shall again be unwound
And the trumpets will blow and all you will know
Is that the walls of Jericho have come down

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from Someone Else's Blues, released April 2, 2014

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Sam Steffen Boise, Idaho

Sam Steffen is a Pennsylvania-bred, Boise-based singer-songwriter whose songs are the torch-wood for a new generation of folk music that has learned from the best stuff in the tradition and aims in spite of everything to keep the human spirit alive and kicking. A versatile musician and skilled finger-picker, Sam is at heart a story-teller, and a prolific one. ... more

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