it's sixteen miles
to the promised land
and I promise you
I'm doing the best I can
now don't fool yourself
in thinking you're more than a man
cause you'll probably
end up dead
I visit these
mountains with frequency
and I stand here
with my arms up
now some days
they last longer than others
but this day by the lake
went too fast
and if you want me
you better speak up, I won't wait
so you better
move fast
don't fool yourself
in thinking you're more than you are
with your arms outstreched
to me
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