watching the sand fall listening for the knock upon my door and waiting for promised land standing neck deep in life my ring of brass lay rusting on the floor is this all because it s not what i expected somewhere along the way friends i once held close fled the fast lane i didn t notice i just had to make it head down nose in the grindstone the kiss of life placed on my brow kept sliddin to the ground and now it s buried six feet under preaching from the floor again the same old sad song bartender bring another drink for their favorite son where did it all go wrong what s the use in even holding on here s to love hate and promises almost called it today turned to face the void numb with the suffering and the question why am i so many times i ve tried and failed to gather my courage reach again for that nail life s been like dragging feet through sand and never finding promised land preaching from the floor again the same old sad song bartender bring another drink for their favorite song where did it all go wrong i feel like i m dying here s to love to hate to promises and promised land lies