Land of the Blind
Walked up the hill
So that i could clear my mind
Surrounded by a world
Where the blind are intertwined
In this terrain
Nothing more is sacred here
When you're faced down
Nothing less is sacred here
Aint' got no soul
We live a lie
We pay them bills
It cramps my style
Give it to the sun
Oh give it up or be done
Went up the hill
Find myself a dream
There i found a love
Finally i can walk on air
So that i could clear my mind
Surrounded by a world
Where the blind are intertwined
In this terrain
Nothing more is sacred here
When you're faced down
Nothing less is sacred here
Aint' got no soul
We live a lie
We pay them bills
It cramps my style
Give it to the sun
Oh give it up or be done
Went up the hill
Find myself a dream
There i found a love
Finally i can walk on air
Credits
Writer(s): George Van Der Spuy
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