Lirieke: Queensryche. Promised Land. Promised Land.

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?
'Cause it's not what I expected

Somewhere along the way
Friends I once held close fled in the fast lane
I didn't notice, I just had to make it

Head down, nose to the grindstone
The kiss of life placed on my brow
Kept slidin' to the ground and now it's buried six feet under

Preaching from the floor again
The same old sad song
"Bartender, bring another glass of drink for their favorite son"

Where did it all go wrong?
What's the use in even holding on?
Here's to love, hate, promises and lies

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 my Promised Land

Preaching from the floor again
The same old sad song
"Bartender, bring another glass of drink for their favorite son"

Where did it all go wrong?
I feel like I'm dying
Here's to love, here's to hate
To promises and to Promised Land lies