The good one said come with us
no matter what happened they seemed to be going
Where hope owned half the city
Grace was there and so was peace
At first they were strangers
divided like most of us here today
but they moved closer and built houses
Lights went on at night
people believed for love not for pride
No speculating or interpretating
The good one told us where we were going
But that each one of us would have to build their own shelter
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