Lyrics Promised Land

Copyright © 2008 – Matthew Moran

Mama mama, can you still hold this child
It seems the path I’ve taken has grown so wild
From those dime store girls with their dime store smiles
To their dime store love and their dime store wiles
I’d pay them every dime I own if dimes could by redemption
But I find that I have sold my soul too many times to mention

Thought I’d lead my tribe to the promised land
But I smote the stone and was turned back again
Now can I find my dreams through my many sins
Cuz’ I see everything I’m not, everything I’m not
Oh, I see everything I’m not in who I am

People people can you help me find my way
Through this self-made wilderness that frightens me today
Through these open doors with their empty promises
To the closed off hearts that they’ve been shut against
Still I’d be willing to open up my heart if the request were spoken
Open it to every risk and let my heart be broken

Well I’m down on my knees but I’m not praying. No no no
I’m just digging deep this grave of my own making.. yeah yeah yeah yeah

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