It’s so damn sick, I tell you Sick sick sick.

Oooooooh all right / The streets of the city come alive tonight / Oooooooh all right / The Old City walls shine golden tonight

Baby I know things are gonna get better for us / I know things can’t stay this way forever for us

It’s gonna live, breathe, and jump again.

My soul is in exile as long as it’s not one with you ...

I was knocked out in the first round / Dead before I hit the ground

So I'm back from Cape May, where I spent the last weekend taking part in the 10th annual Singer-Songwriter of Cape May conference /...

There she stands straddling the boardwalk / Pushing out from the beach into the sea ...

No more trying to merge with the mainstream / Let the mainstream merge with me.

Nothing can be the way it was before / Nothing stays the same, you can’t go back no more.

A man's ambition must be small ...

Put your clip in load your gun / You’re going into Lebanon / This ain’t no picnic you’re going on / You don’t take chances in Lebanon

This is the time / the time of the season / This is the time / The season for completion.

Walked through the Old City just the other night / Heard a voice shouting “Do You See The Light!

Wasted years / Crying over wasted years.

The heat comes down / On Brooklyn town / I should take it easy but I’m working like a dog.

This is the story of a love affair, of passion and despair, with that lazy crazy place.

Atonement’s over it’s Saturday night, the hard heavy day is over

Oh soul in exile / They who don’t know you, find you easy to hate / But they who know you cry with you / And lament your fate

These are the journeyings of Heshy R.