The Messiah came on down
changed
the town
into a city
people came and showed us pity,
the old men of the town.

The Messiah,
in his wig and gown
sentenced this town to its death
and in
the taking of a breath
he took our town away.

There's them that tell me
the city's hell, we
wished it wasn't so
how were we simple folk to know
other than
what we were told?

I look away
it's not a place I know today and
not the place where I will lay
my weary head.