“He was drawn from the water
By gold covered hands
Fed in stone temples
Trained in strange lands”
“They named him son, but was never theirs
He grew in palaces, he climbed their stairs
They crowned him prince in rooms of stone
But never told him he was alone “
“He spoke their tongue; he wore their crest
But never knew what beat his chest “
“A Hebrew heart behind the stitches
A tale of silence wrapped in riches”
“He learned the way of the kings
But not the suffering of his people
He held the rod of royal power
But shook beneath the steeple”
“One day the sand turned red with wrath
He struck a man, then fled the path
The crown fell off, a life erased
The prince became a man disgraced “
“He ran from blood, from law, from throne
He ran until he was all alone
A stranger in a stranger’s land
No fire, no name, no promised land”
“Run, boy, run
Son of none
Run, boy, run
Where’s your name?
Run, boy, run
You’re no one
Run, boy, run
Wear your shame”