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