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Queensryche

Promised land
Promised land
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9:20 a.m.
I am I
Damaged
Out of my mind
Bridge
Promised land
Disconnected
Lady Jane
My global mind
One more time
Someone else ?
9:20 a.m.
[Instrumental]
				
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I am I
Beating with life you promised life,  
security, happiness.  
Unfortunate son cornered,  
cowering in the pit of 
 circling panes of glass that  
surround and reveal the ever present "It".  

"It" is my move, my every look,  
interpreting gestures,  
informing others 
what's undercover and  
lurking beneath my mask  
of this year's featured model.  
Is this too much?  
Close your eyes.  
Care to look inside? I am I!  

What may appear  
might easily be explained,  
but given the situation  
of info saturation,  
what you feel can never go away.  

Steering perception? I am!  
Inviting contradiction? I am!  
It's my insistence  
you keep your distance  
from the glare behind my stare.  
So this is the way  
the game is played.  
You can leave now...  
but I think you'll stay. I am I !
				
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Damaged
Waiting for the feeling to subside,  
Paranoid, I melt into myself.  
They say I'm to reach inside and find  
the broken part of my machinery.  
Psychoanalyze the chapters  
on the path to my darkest day.  
Searching for the answers,  
all I see is damage through the haze.  
Picking up the pieces of my life  
with no direction for re-assembly.  
The one that lays beside me  
is sharing scars of my broken yesterdays.  
Will tomorrow find me hypnotized? Crying?  
Mother Mary in control,  
domineering stranglehold  
sowing destructive seeds  
for the scavengers to feed.  
Driving the nail into my head,  
memory flows like a river.  
With the one that lays beside me  
I'm healing scars from my childhood memories.  
Tomorrow finally found me.  
I'm hypnotized. I'm trying...  
to understand the chapters  
of the path from my darkest day.  
Search for the answers  
but there's damage!
				
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Out of my mind
Little girl sits in the corner  
locked in a stare.  
Arms waving madly at something  
that sadly isn't there.  
Dressed in the day's best by a nurse  
who's nowhere to be found.  
What does she see?  
Maybe she's looking at me.   

Old man is strapped to the seat of his chair  
wearing a gown.  
shouting and cursing at someone who clearly  
isn't around.  
Father Time has twisted his mind. The staff says,  
"He's not well!"  
To whom does he speak?  
Maybe he's speaking to me.  
 
So we keep these people inside these walls,  
from society.  
Their forgotten lives safe from the crowd,  
they can't leave.  
You have left them there for me.   

So we keep these people behind these walls,  
from society.  
Their forgotten lives safe from the crowd,  
they can't leave.  
Through the doors come people like me,  
good-bye to them.  
They see a picture few of us see.  
They can't leave.  
You've left them there for me.
				
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Bridge
You called me up on the phone today  
struggling with the right words to say.  
Time can change a thing or two.  
Time has changed the lives of me and you,  
but you know... it could have been different dad.
   
The word brings back a sweet memory.  
I'm sitting on a bluff on a broken tree,  
by my side a distinguished man  
giving me encouragement, telling me I can,  
and you know... you're not there.   

You say, "Son, let's forget the past,  
I want another chance, gonna make it last."  
You're begging me for a brand new start,  
trying to mend a bridge that's been blown apart,  
but you know... you never built it dad.   

So I sit here through the night,  
and I write myself to sleep,  
and time keeps ticking...   

Time has made you finally realize  
your loneliness and your guilt inside.  
You're reaching for something you never had,  
turning around now you're looking back,  
and you know... I'm not there.   

You say, "Son, let's forget the past.  
I want another chance, gonna make it last."  
You're begging me for a brand new start,  
trying to mend a bridge that's been blown apart,  
but you know... you never built it dad.
				
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Promised land
Watching the sand fall,  

listening for the knock  
upon my door,  
and waiting...  
for Promised Land.  

Standing neck deep in life,  
my ring of brass  
lay rusting on the floor.  
Is this all?,  
because it's not what I expected.
   
Somewhere along the way  
friends I once held close  
fled the fast lane.  
I didn't notice,  
I just had to make it.  
Head down, nose in the grindstone;  
the kiss of life  
placed on my brow  
somehow slid to the ground  
and lies buried six feet under.
   
Preaching from the floor again  
the same old sad song,  
"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son."
  
Where did it all go wrong?  
What's the use in even holding on?  
Here's to love, hate... and promises.  
 
Almost called it today.  
Turned to face "The Void"  
numb with the suffering  
and the question,  
"Why am I...?"  
So many times I've  
tried and failed to  
gather my courage, reach again for that nail.  
Life's been like  
dragging feet through sand,  
and never finding... Promised Land.   

Preaching from the floor again  
the same old sad song,  
"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son."  

Where did it all go wrong?  
I feel like I'm dying.  
Here's to love, to hate,  
to promises and Promised Land lies. 
				
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Disconnected
I've got to do something  
about the loathsome  
state I'm in.   

Dis con nec ted  
Dis con nec ted  
Dis con nec ted  

Everywhere I see decay.  
Mechanized and sterilized  
visions of replay.  
I must release my rage.  
 
Oh... Dis con nec ted  
I'm... Dis con nec ted  
feeling so... Dis con nec ted  
down.   

Maybe all I need  
beside my pills  
and the surgery  
is a new metaphor for reality. 
  
I'm... Dis con nec ted  
feeling so... Dis con nec ted  
oh... Dis con nec ted  
you know. 
				
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Lady Jane
Sitting all alone, inside, today Jane.  
The other girls are home, we're playing a new game.  
The voice is very, very close, you like it that way,  
and we're feeling rather warm inside.  
 
Are you smiling or afraid?  
You can have it either way.   

Lady Jane your eyes are wide today,  
and the world is looking very strange, you must proclaim!  
It's quite a scary, scary ride we take, Lady Jane.   

Yesterday seemed very dark, but now it's bright,  
your clouds have gone away.  
Sensory perception peaking at this time,  
electric waves of sound are filling Janie's mind today  

calling out to Janie as you drift away, "Don't be afraid,  
they're only your illusion anyway." 
 
Lady Jane your eyes are wide today. 
and we're sure you won't forget the things  
you've seen today! 
				
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My global mind
There's hunger in Africa,  
and anger on assembly lines.  
At the touch of a button  
I'm miles away.  
I want no connection, just information,  
and I'm gone.   

I feel so helpless,  
so I turn my gaze to another place.   

My global mind reaches out for the truth.   

Why try holding back the wave?  
You'll only drown in the changes.  
You've got to learn to let go.  
Just let go and experience the flight.  
Try to see from a different side..  
If balance is the key  
maybe we'll see  
a fututre understanding,  

then we won't feel so helpless,  
an turn away and hide from the change.   

My global mind searches for something new.  
My global mind zeros in on news.   

Time and rules are changing.  
Attention span is quickening.  
Welcome to the Information Age.   

I feel so helpless,  
so I turn my gaze to another place.   

My global mind searches for something new.  
My global mind zeros in on news.  
My global mind reaches out for the truth.  
My global mind zeros in on you.   

It's searching everywhere,  
across the mountains,  
across the oceans,  
across every man made line.  
No boundary gonna keep it from you
				
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One more time
Behind my eyes  
I keep my truth from you.  
No one enters  
this secret place,  
the barrier only I embrace.  
Time is fleeing now  
they say,  
Take time to look inside  
and face... the change.   

Dig down deep  
to find the man I thought I was.  
A dog on a treadmill panting,  
the master pulls the leash, laughing.  
Now I can't remember why  
I needed to run, needed to try so hard. 
  
One more time around  
is all I ask for now,  
a star to seek by, wind to  
take me home again.   

"Work hard in life boy,  
there's paradise in the end."  
Year after year we struggle to gain  
the happiness our parents never claimed.  
They told us all we had to do  
was do what we're told, buy what was sold,  
"Invest in gold, and never get old." 
 
One more time around  
is all I ask for now,  
a star to steer by, wind to  
take me home again.
				
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Someone else ?
When I fell from grace  
I never realized  
how deep the flood was around me.  
A man whose life was toil  
was like a kettle left to boil,  
and the water left scars on me.   

I know now who I am.  
If only for a while,  
I recognize the changes.  
I feel like I did before the  
magic wore thin and the "baptism  
of stains" began.   

They used to say I was  
nowhere, man,  
heading down  
was my destiny.  
But yesterday, I swear,  
that was someone else not me.   

Here I stand at the crossroads edge,  
afraid to reach out for eternity,  
One step, when I look down,  
I see someone else not me.
   
Looking back and I see  
someone else.   

All my life they said I  
was going down,  
but I'm still standing,  
stronger, proud.  
And today I know there's  
so much more I can be.   

From where I stand at the crossroads edge,  
there's a path leading out to sea.  
And from somewhere  
deep in my mind,  
sirens sing out loud  
songs of doubt  
as only they know how.  
But one glance back reminds, and I see,  
someone else not me.  
 
I keep looking back  
at someone else... me? 
				
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