Give Us Your Tired And Weak And We Will Make Them Strong Bring Us Your

 Foreign Songs And We Will Sing Along Leave Us Your Broken Dreams 

We'll Give Them Time To Mend There's Still A Lot Of Love Living In The 

Promiseland 



Living In The Promiseland Our Dreams Are Made Of Steel The Prayer 

Of Every Man Is To Know How Freedom Feels There Is A Winding Road 

Across The Shifting Sand And Room For Everyone Living In 

The Promiseland 



So They Came From A Distant Isle Nameless Woman, Faitheless 

Child Like A Bad Dream Until There Was No Room At All No Place To Run, 

And No Place To Fall Give Us Our Daily Bread We Have No Shoes To Wear 

No Place To Call Our Home Only This Cross To Bear We Are The Multitudes 

Lend Us A Helping Hand Is There No Love Anymore Living In 

The Promiseland 



Living In The Promiseland Our Dreams Are Made Of Steel The Prayer Of 

Every Man Is To Know How Freedom Feels There Is A Winding Road 

Across The Shifting Sand And Room For Everyone Living In 

The Promiseland