I had some good times down
There in Baltimore town
From Ten Hills to Patterson Park
Where the neon fog
From the harbor crawls
Settles on Federal Hill
Woe and strife's got a hold on a tight
That won't let this poor city go
Cause there are dirty streets that the rain can't clean
Fog that the sun can't burn off
But there's a new city led by the Lamb
Sung by the Seraphim band
Where all matter of things will be well in the end
In that new city
Above the sunset strip
Where the laurel drips
Tears from those Hollywood eyes
I took the canyon road
Like a vein of gold
Chasing some jangling dreams
Fear and trembling shake these hills
Won't let these poor people go
And there are graves unmarked
Over in Griffith Park
Dreams that have sputtered and died
But there's a new city led by the Lamb
Sung by the Seraphim band
Where all matter of things will be well in the end
In that new city
I heard some Honky Tonk
Down in B Brown's Bar
The Nashville kid's licks fill the room
And I tried to dance
And I laughed with my friends
We held what we could not contain
Decline and fall, so fancy and tall
They build these things all over town
And tear the good ones down
Like old B Brown's
I can't find my way round no more
But there's a new city led by the Lamb
Sung by the Seraphim band
Where all matter of things will be well in the end
In that new city
I dwell, I mean
I'm making my way through this city
It won't last, but I will
I seek that city to come
Take a metro walk
You can count every stop
From Brookland to Capitol Hill
So tired at night
Some wretch just might
Look into somebody's eyes
Kicking and screaming, so many go
I wonder if they know how they came
Cause no eye has seen
Nor ear has heard
The good things the Lord has prepared
But there's a new city led by the Lamb
Sung by the Seraphim band
But there's a new city led by the Lamb
Sung by the Seraphim band
Where all matter of things will be well in the end
In that new city