Promised Land
Quiet waters
Oh God, why?
A school of sharks
passes by
I am fed
up with this
eating same
salted fish
Calm prevails
The wind is slow
We should sail
But we row
I can't find
The reason why
You led us
Here to die
These stiff-necked pirates
Have seen your power and still moan
Yo ho ho,
Point our bow
To the promised land
Let your light
Be our guide
On this journey
Yo ho ho,
Wind will blow
Our boat to the strand
Hear our call
As we haul
Oh god, lead us to your
Promised land
Don't you dare
doubt his might
Keep in mind
What's in sight
Wind and see
Obey him
When he speaks
Retreats sin
Tailwind rise,
a strong gale!
End of crises,
hoist the sails
Doubtful tar
God enjoins
storm wind yarr,
grid your loins!
You stiff-necked pirates
Have seen his power and still moan
Yo ho ho,
Point our bow
To the promised land
Let your light
Be our guide
On this journey
Yo ho ho,
Wind will blow
Our boat to the strand
Hear our call
As we haul
Oh god, lead us to your
Promised land
Though time crawls
We keep our course
Island by island
We approach your shores
On your land
We will stand
AFTER THE HOURGLASS
HAS TRICKLED ALL ITS SAND
Yo ho ho,
Point our bow
To the promised land
Let your light
Be our guide
On this journey
Yo ho ho,
Wind will blow
Our boat to the strand
Hear our call
As we haul
Oh god, lead us to your
Promised land
Oh God, why?
A school of sharks
passes by
I am fed
up with this
eating same
salted fish
Calm prevails
The wind is slow
We should sail
But we row
I can't find
The reason why
You led us
Here to die
These stiff-necked pirates
Have seen your power and still moan
Yo ho ho,
Point our bow
To the promised land
Let your light
Be our guide
On this journey
Yo ho ho,
Wind will blow
Our boat to the strand
Hear our call
As we haul
Oh god, lead us to your
Promised land
Don't you dare
doubt his might
Keep in mind
What's in sight
Wind and see
Obey him
When he speaks
Retreats sin
Tailwind rise,
a strong gale!
End of crises,
hoist the sails
Doubtful tar
God enjoins
storm wind yarr,
grid your loins!
You stiff-necked pirates
Have seen his power and still moan
Yo ho ho,
Point our bow
To the promised land
Let your light
Be our guide
On this journey
Yo ho ho,
Wind will blow
Our boat to the strand
Hear our call
As we haul
Oh god, lead us to your
Promised land
Though time crawls
We keep our course
Island by island
We approach your shores
On your land
We will stand
AFTER THE HOURGLASS
HAS TRICKLED ALL ITS SAND
Yo ho ho,
Point our bow
To the promised land
Let your light
Be our guide
On this journey
Yo ho ho,
Wind will blow
Our boat to the strand
Hear our call
As we haul
Oh god, lead us to your
Promised land
Credits
Writer(s): Tony Green, Carlo Simeone
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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