Looking down on the land of oppression / from my vantage point in the land of dreams.

i.e., Jersey guy in LA, in Jersey.

I sang the pain and anguish of the city / I sang melodies of hope and despair / I sang all at once of the ugliness and beauty ...

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.