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Watching the sand fall, listening for the knock<br />upon my door,<br />and waiting... for Promised Land.<br /><br />Standing neck deep in life,<br />my ring of brass lay rusting on the floor.<br />Is this all?<br />Because it's not what I expected.<br /><br />Somewhere along the way<br />friends I once held close fled the fast lane.<br />I didn't notice, I just had to make it.<br />Head down, nose in the grindstone;<br />the kiss of life placed on my brow<br />kept slidin' to the ground<br />and now it's buried six feet under.<br /><br />Preaching from the floor again<br />the same old sad song,<br />"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son."<br /><br />Where did it all go wrong?<br />What's the use in even holding on?<br />Here's to love, hate... and promises.<br /><br />Almost called it today.<br />Turned to face "The Void"<br />numb with the suffering<br />and the question,<br />"Why am I...?" <br />So many times I've tried and failed to<br />gather my courage, reach again for that nail.<br />Life's been like<br />dragging feet through sand,<br />and never finding... Promised Land.<br /><br />Preaching from the floor again<br />the same old sad song,<br />"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite song."<br />Where did it all go wrong?<br />I feel like I'm dying.<br />Here's to love, to hate,<br />to promises and Promised Land lies.
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Watching the sand fall, listening for the knock<br />upon my door,<br />and waiting... for Promised Land.<br /><br />Standing neck deep in life,<br />my ring of brass lay rusting on the floor.<br />Is this all?<br />Because it's not what I expected.<br /><br />Somewhere along the way<br />friends I once held close fled the fast lane.<br />I didn't notice, I just had to make it.<br />Head down, nose in the grindstone;<br />the kiss of life placed on my brow<br />kept slidin' to the ground<br />and now it's buried six feet under.<br /><br />Preaching from the floor again<br />the same old sad song,<br />"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son."<br /><br />Where did it all go wrong?<br />What's the use in even holding on?<br />Here's to love, hate... and promises.<br /><br />Almost called it today.<br />Turned to face "The Void"<br />numb with the suffering<br />and the question,<br />"Why am I...?" <br />So many times I've tried and failed to<br />gather my courage, reach again for that nail.<br />Life's been like<br />dragging feet through sand,<br />and never finding... Promised Land.<br /><br />Preaching from the floor again<br />the same old sad song,<br />"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite song."<br />Where did it all go wrong?<br />I feel like I'm dying.<br />Here's to love, to hate,<br />to promises and Promised Land lies.
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