Things change
They say
Little do they know
History writ large
The formula
Cities must embrace
Lest we become Detroit
Cause no one lives in Detroit
Right
What's wrong with money
What's wrong with change
You mad cause I made things pretty?

See what you don't see
Are those things that hurt
Everyone you see
Your dollar signs
Pushed people away
That you will never see
So you'll never really know
What change means
When change is just chump change
To the game you're playing
To the souls you're taking
To the paper that subdues
Your conscience
Or maybe
You just don't get it

When you think what you see
Is wrong and not meant to be
When you think what you feel
Is wrong and done stupidly
When you think your hair
Is not the way its supposed to be
When you think your eyes
Are the wrong shape making you funny
When you look at your skin
And question its color
When someone calls you one thing
But you know youre another
When someone calls you an other
And you know it hurts
When youre in a room
And you feel like youre alone
When you apply for a job
And know why youre ignored
When you try and find your place
But find theres no place for you

The City of San Francisco
The wealthy playground
For those with enough to
Kick someone else out
Gentrification
Letting capital flow
As it will
"It's all good"
If you have money
If not visit Oakland and push
Someone else out
What happened to a city
For the people
What happened to life for life itself
Not life to make dollar signs appear
When it all ends
Will you be in a place surrounded by love
Or debts owed to petty thieves
The city is dying
Don't just sit and watch it bleed

Sometimes that's just how
It feels
Walking down the street alone
There is someone sitting on the sidewalk
Who doesn't have their home
As you go to yours
Your mom yelled at by your
Father every day
Brothers and sisters beat up
By familial ties
Tying you down
Till what happens you get up and go
Turned around
Flip yourself upside down
Your friends kicked out of the city
As rich ones move in
Who cares about the people
Only the people
Who have someone to care about
Not some thing
Not this ring or that piece of land
Some person who they can share their heart with
Bring it back to the bottle
Drown it all out
As your bones get weak
Your body breaks down
Pour it down until you're nothing left

She takes her clothes off
Only for herself
He keeps his mind off
Everyone else
She keeps her promises
With no one to tell
His mind is weak
Open to spells

The dulling force of
Reality
Weighs heavy on the mind
Of the imaginative
Captures their dreams
And wishes
Mixed in a pool of hope
Slowly drained as the night
Gives to day

I stay calm
Even in evil places
I still see all the faces
But don't let it faze me
I stay rooted and strong
Even in the Devils lair
I cry for the wrongs
And prepare all the saviors
I used to get it all wrong
Pushed on by the anger
I swallowed pride down
Letting love replace fear
Today I move on
From replaying the useless
I'll catch cold tongues
But then set them loose again