Текст песни Queensryche - Promised Land
Queensryche - Promised Land слова песни
Текст песни Queensryche - Promised Land
(Chris DeGarmo, Eddie Jackson, Scott Reckenfield, Geoff Tate, Michael Wilton)Watching the sand fall,listening for the knockupon my door,and waiting...for Promised Land.( )Standing neck deep in life,my ring of brasslay rusting on the floor.Is this all ?,because it№s not what I expected.Somewhere along the wayfriends I once held closefled the fast lane.I didn№t notice,I just had to make it.Head down, nose to the grindstone;the kiss of lifeplace on my browsomehow slid to the groundand lies buried six feet under.Preaching from the floor againthe same old sad song,іBartender... bring another drink for their favorite son.ІWhere 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 іThe VoidІnumb with the sufferingand the question,іWhy am I ... ?ІSo many times I№vetried and failed togather my courage, reach again for that nail.