![]() But with his sixth solo album 24th Street Blues, Tom Heyman sings of a more rank-and-file San Francisco, balancing the encroaching darkness of an overdeveloped cityscape with the fragile, abiding beauty of the Golden Gate City. When speaking of San Francisco these days, it seems like it is stereotypically presented as either a city full of young tech nomads lining up for artisanal coffee, or as a blighted, urban hellscape of fentanyl zombies and street crime. So simple, cut and dried, just wrong and right I tried to see the world in black and white Not a day goes by when it don’t cross my mindīut words can’t change the things we know we’ve done It’s a tricky thing to slip the ties that bind Professed my faith at least a thousand timesĬrossed my fingers, crossed my heart, crossed the line I knelt, I rang the bells I poured the wine Here come the lawyers and the landlords, and you can't tell which is which It’s just a simple sacrifice, one more burnt offering They're coiling the hoses, another city block is goneīut the sun will rise, the smoke will clear, the birds will start to sing Someone’s sitting on a goldmine, just waiting for the pitchįolks just go about their business, as the afternoon drags on ![]() To stay and fight the battles when the war’s already lost You can say ‘but for the grace of God’ and calculate the cost Try and square the circle but the pieces just don’t fitĪnd the Mission is on fire, and there’s some people getting rich ![]() Sixty people lost their homes it barely left a mark Right next door the gleaming tower, stands so clear and stark
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