Promise Songtext
von Buckman Coe

So much trouble for your troubles
Following you from day to day
Threats from the authorities
Where can you go
On your own
When you′re either idolized
Or brutalized?

Where can we go
Without the ones
To promise us
A way back home
A way back home


Take on the sorrows
For our tomorrows
Challenging the order of things
While the bullets rain
There's no hate in your words
Truly great humanity
Humanity

Where can we go
Without the ones
To promise us
A way back home
A way back home
A way back home
A way back home

If we try to find it
Will we find it?
If we look inside
Will we find it?