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joseph huber – the unpromised land كلمات اغاني

[verse 1]
well, gone was our season, no golden bands of trust
too late for days stained in wandering l-st
for lightning did boil all our seas into dust
where once were waves lay the clay’s heavy blush

your name was an echo forever i had sung
land be your body and the sky be your lung
your laughter pierced the mountain-side and outshone the sun
danced over “though shalt”s and “thy will be done”s

her face birthed the daylight and her lips lured the tide
spinning, we were reckless with a love free of time
and i loosed all that you loose and bind what you bind
slave to the days of your heart and mine

and we dreamed of a future so close at hand
gave souls to all things that we didn’t understand
and we named distant sh-r-s and gave our demands
just staking our claim in an unpromised land
yeah we’re making our claim to an unpromised land

[verse 2]
well our woven bodies tumbled ’til drained and ever spent
blanket the days in our tastes heaven-sent
but what cruel an unseen sower, so base and ever-bent
laid deep the seeds of all discontent

and lurking in darkness, held under bitter tongues;
the ghost-eyed moon of the afternoon did spy the fleeting sun
and screamed into the midnight, “all that is done is done”
so does all love make a fool of the young

now blind as a beggar with a dead withered hand
gripping her dress and awaiting commands
for a word made flesh, but the flesh turned to sand
we’re wasting our days in an unpromised land
just wasting our days in an unpromised land

[verse 3]
the weeds grow tall and winding, unbroken by the blade
and swallow our home, but a cold empty frame
the gl-ss eyes staring like a skull without a brain
why do i stay though nothing remains?

still i long to see you although our days have bled
and watch time kiss shadows on your pretty little head
so spin with me a future dream from ones forever dead
as the ancient mother spins her forever web

yet you don’t even care, let alone understand
how a soul grows old before it began
so here i sit with my spade in my hand
just digging my grave in an unpromised land
we’re digging our graves in an unpromised land

- joseph huber

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