In the run-up to the election that ended with the first black president in the history of the USA, I wrote this song. I wanted to talk about real people in real cities. Mothers losing their babies to shootings and other horrors of the 21st century. And our endless squabbling between people and politicians. Ironically, our hearts and minds seem to be numb to the feelings of each other. So I put it in an odd number 5/4 time signature. Unresolved. Not heaven on earth. Yet.