They said it was the land of milk and honey,;
now they say it's the land of money.;
Who ever thought they could ever make that stick.
Now, I can't go back to what was, baby,;
I can't unring the bell.
You say you love me;
And you're thinkin' of me,;
But you know you could be wrong.
Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease;
Until He returns?
I'm hungry and I'm irritable;
And I'm tired of this bag of tricks.;
At one time there was nothing wrong with me;
That you could not fix.
Well, you're so bad and nasty;
But I love you, yes I do
I'll see you later when I'm not so out of my head,;
Maybe next time I'll let the dead bury the dead.
the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming
Have I surrendered to the will of God;
Or am I still acting like the boss?
Shall I hold you close?;
Or Shall I let you go by?;
Tell me.;
Tell me.
And every one of them words rang true;
And glowed like burnin' coal;
Pourin' off of every page;
Like it was written in my soul from me to you
I need a dump truck mama to unload my head
I'm T-boned and punctured;
But I'm known to be calm
It's for myself and my friends my stories are sung.
What happened to the real you, you've been captured but by whom?
Lay down your weary tune, lay down,;
Lay down the song you strum,;
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings;
No voice can hope to hum.
There's some people that;
You don't forget,;
Even though you've only seen'm;
One time or two.
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
I finally realize there's no room for regret
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,;
See like me or be like me.
Whatever you gonna do,;
Please do it fast.
Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats;
Too noble to neglect;
Deceived me into thinking;
I had something to protect
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns.
And you never ask questions;
When God's on your side.
Well my nerves are exploding and my body's tense;
I feel like the whole world got me pinned up against the fence
An' here I sit so patiently;
Waiting to find out what price;
You have to pay to get out of;
Going through all these things twice.
We always did feel the same,;
We just saw it from a different point of view
Son, this ain't a dream no more, it's the real thing.
But does anyone hear the music they play
Does anyone even try?
