Holy Land - Jess Klein

Children play in a garden of eden

Hunger away, food never eaten

Storing treasures in the sand

While we curse the promised land

Like we’ve never been

Run like thieves, die for riches

Guilded doors and blood-soaked ditches

But the colors of the trees are meant for you and me

If we ever see

Holy land

Holy land

Holy land

In the palms of our hands

You want a soul, find a soul full of kisses

Who won’t let you go, who knows what your wish is

Even when you fawn or fight

He’ll see you in the light

That you saw within

Holy land

Holy land

Holy land

In the palms of our hands

Holy land

Holy land

Holy land

In the palms of our hands

I went away, to be all by myself where

Children don’t play, hearts hide too scared

I would never have believed

It still would follow me

Like a prayer shot south

Sat on a cold and lonely thruway

Fought every old and every new way

Til I looked out of the glass

And I felt it fallin' fast

Out of my mouth