Promised Land

I know of a place 

Where the blind can see

The deaf can hear

Where the lame can walk

And the dead will rise

Here there is no wandering

Here you can’t be lost

Here you have a purpose

Here you belong

I know of a place 

Where milk and honey flow

Where the sun never sets

Where the darkness never stirs

Here the flowers bloom

Here the birds fly

Here the mind is free to wonder

And the heart is free to love