The Broken Promise Land

bought, sold, and settled in this castrated town
New York refugees are scattered all around
they're all running from something
and so they pretend
that they're not any closer
to what they will be in the end

I placed my northern money
in a sea of southern hands
and was wrapped, packed, and delivered
into the broken promise land

we gathered for a sunset
to watch the waves topple over the sun
another day gone in paradise
we try to believe we never had one

you can plan a better back-drop
and travel near or far
but you can't change or rearrange
the person you really are

I planted my hopes and dreams
to watch them grow under sunny skies
but they wilted and returned
into the soil of southern lies

the blessed became the damned...
in the broken promise land