This could technically be a really short full song, but I'm not finished with it yet. I came up with a fairly dour Am-E progression, and then my guitar instructor came up with the little repeated bridge. It adds a nice flair to the song.

Naturally, something so morose needed complementary lyrics. So I chose the metaphor of slavery.

Just a simple song with simple words, i think bob dylan style or something...

You come, you go, and Bay City stays the same.