The Promised Land

(albüm: Chapter Of The Forest - 2014)

Sometimes I don't feel at home
Like exodus in my own soul,
And I wanna return!
And I wanna return!

I'm coming in again, time to break bread
Got a couple heavy things weighing down on my head.
Feeling like a child being lost in the crowd
Just can't understand how things are going down.
Kinda confused in the way that we're living
We are always taking we forgot about giving.
Missing, how we used to talk about soul,
Clouds coming in we better get back home!
Don't wanna complicate, just wanna shake hands,
Taste fruit and return to the Promised Land
Where we once laughed, kept our hearts clean
No more enemies we were on the same team.

Sometimes I don't feel at home, a bum, bum, bum
Like exodus in my own soul, and I wanna return
And I wanna return!
Sometimes I don't feel at home, a bum, bum, bum
Like exodus in my own soul,
And I wanna return!
And I wanna return!

And can you love it unconditional my friend?
Spread it out from beginning to the end.
Spread it out across all the four seasons,
Forgive all your sins and you can love without reason.
I've been thinking about, what does it all mean?
To have a simple heart and to keep both of my hands clean.
Been wandering the village, I've been wandering the land,
Following the song in the hopes to overstand, my man,
You need to reach out your hand,
To forgive both ways like the sweet sunrise.
Plant a couple trees for the ones who will never see it,
It's beyond you and me, beyond what we see.
And maybe, waiting on the flavor, waiting on the song,
I'll be waiting on the angel,
Waiting for the bliss to come kiss,
Both lids upon my eyes, waiting for the righteous to rise
Pray!

Sometimes I don't feel at home, a bum, bum, bum
Like exodus in my own soul,
And I wanna return
And I wanna return!
Sometimes I don't feel at home, a bum, bum, bum
Like exodus in my own soul, and I wanna return
And I wanna return!