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20th Century Promised Land

Stories came like the wind,
Joining every bridge in the wind.
Ringing out footsteps,
Calling out steel-heels.
I give voice,
I give breath,
Count out evenings and stars.
How fast can these things move on,
Taking roots back to yourself,
And the reason for fear was moving on,
And on.
Some time,
Great times,
Troubled time,
Fire for the times,
Ringing out footsteps,
Calling out steel-heels.

Promised land,
Great times in commotion.
Here come every day,
It only lasts an hour,
Unhappy the land that has no heroes,
No! Unhappy the land that needs heroes.

And the reason for fear was moving on,
The speed of light was moving on.
Don't cry,
Tears are only wasted waters.
Some say God her only loves the proud,
Be damned on luck,
But not dishearted,
Nothing to prove,
And nothing to present.
I give voice,
I give breath,
Catching winds in my hand,
My hand.

Some times,
Great times,
Catching wind in my hand.
My hand,
Some times,
Great times,
Troubled times,
Fire for the times,
Ringing out footsteps,
Calling out steel-heels.

Promised land,
Great times in commotion,
Here comes every day,
It only lasts an hour,
Unhappy the land that has no heroes,
No! Unhappy the land that needs heroes.

I'll call you out,
I'll scream you out,
And I don't care if you're afraid,
When city sounds invade the air.

Catch the wind in their hands,
Promised land.
Catch the wind in their hands,
Promised lands.
Promised lands.
Promised lands.
Great times in commotion.