9.Times Change
In a manger like christ i lay
Yellow fever, yellow hay
Feel the rhythm, sweetest sound
Making, breaking sacred ground
I'd give you a piece of my love for free
But whatever i say you'll never see
Acquire a taste for a different sound
Make or break it this side of town
Life will never be the same
In port-royal town, i hear it coming
The shaking of the ground
They're stealing in the day
In port-royal town, the children are running
Ever strange the lives we lead
So detached from the things we need
Signs of greed in everyone
Instant eviction and the blood on a gun
Just when you think you've found it
Spinning world i want to spin around it
What is wrong？ this pain won't peel
The fibres of my life won't heal
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