Stand (At The Burning Tree) - Black Country Communion, Joe Bonamassa, Jason Bonham

I come to my senses

And I feel like

I’ve just been born

Gonna tear down

The fences

And my feet have been shackled and torn

And I face my resistance

And I stake my flag

In the ground

They will come in many colors

In the silence

Breakin' me down

I’m ten miles away

And I won’t

Be afraid

I’ve been locked in this dream

Far too long

And I lie awake

And the hurt

Breaks my fall

All alone, in this world

With my symphony

I Stand, I Stand at the

Burning Tree

I Stand, oh Lord

Won’t you justify me?

Too long is my sentence

I can’t let myself

Slowly drown

There’s a sign

In the skyline

I won’t let this curse

Take me down

I have lived

With the shaman

Tried to get myself company

And I walk

With the angels

When they come

They don’t lie to me