Promised Land - Queensrÿche

Watching the sand fall, listening for the knock

Upon my door

And waiting… for Promised Land

Standing neck deep in life

My ring of brass lay rusting on the floor

Is this all?

Because it’s not what I expected

Somewhere along the way

Friends I once held close fled the fast lane

I didn’t notice, I just had to make it

Head down, nose in the grindstone;

The kiss of life placed on my brow

Kept sliddin' to the ground

And now it’s buried six feet under

Preaching from the floor again

The same old sad song

'Bartender… bring another drink for their favorite son.'

Where did it all go wrong?

What’s the use in even holding on?

Here’s to love, hate… and promises

Almost called it today

Turned to face «The Void»

Numb with the suffering

And the question

'Why am I???'

So many times I’ve tried and failed to

Gather my courage, reach again for that nail

Life’s been like

Dragging feet through sand

And never finding… Promised Land

Preaching from the floor again

The same old sad song

'Bartender… bring another drink for their favorite song.'

Where did it all go wrong?

I feel like I’m dying

Here’s to love, to hate

To promises and Promised Land lies