Ghosts of Promised Lands

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I live alone inside my mind
And everyday is the day I die
I go walking up her street, undetected in the heat
With a thousand different faces passing by

They're out there hanging posters of Jesus
And on my block they've covered every wall
Well I suppose we can all use a savior
So I told them do the whole city and save us all

There's a young kid wailin' mad on the saxophone
Someone screams, "Man, I dig the sound!"
And the girls around the corner
make your nights a little warmer
If you just let them take you down
But you gotta let'em take you down, right!

There are some men who would lead us to destruction
They' deal in dirt, and pain and misery
They talk the silver tongue, they got one hand on a gun
And they spit lies at you and me

Aww, most people 'round here ain't got no money
They got chains that rain straight to drains,
They work for somebody who answers to somebody else
And nobody even knows their name
And nobody even knows their name

aw, come on
come on
and rise up
Take somebody by the hand
aw, come on
come on
and rise up
All you ghosts of promised lands

I'm not talking about revolution, no no
I'm not trying to make demands
But I want you to know that wherever you go
You got the whole wide world in your hands
You got the whole wide world in your hands

aw,come on
come on
and rise up
Take somebody by the hand
come on
come on
and rise up
All you ghosts of promised lands

Come on (x30)