Is my loneliness my own fault?
I still have the comfort of my Lord’s vault
Regardless of rank and score
No money I have and more

I never wanted things to go the way they did
But that’s the cost of freedom that slid
Pushed around and bullied to do their will
When they forgot the power of love behind a till

Things will go the way I foresaw
Worse than Sodom and Gomorrah
Our freedom is shared amongst us all
So you are pulling me down while you fall