Every day is getting later,
Every place I'm running to
gets further out of reach
Hope for the late Redeemer
Searching for blind salvation
Saints that are disbelievers
Still I know there's a way
To reach the promised land
I tried looking in the mirror
Lied every single morning
Till nobody was left at home
But some praying is the answer
For the lost, it's never too late
Holding out or living without
Still I know there's a way
to reach the promised land
There is no room for hope
Pick up the shattered pieces,
garb them with your light
Forgiveness comes with every sun,
desire a tempest of the night
Some say that need is a drug
that's laid bare at your feet
I'll spend your life on your knees
Still I know there's a way
to reach the promised land
Still I know there's a way
to reach the promised land
