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lyrics
VERSE 1:
Can You take me by the hand?
Can You lead me down a road
Into the "promised land"
Where You swore that we would go?
CHORUS:
'Cause I'm growing weary of all the things that You've said.
You've promised milk and honey, but delivered dirty bread.
I wanna drink Your water, but from a well instead
Of a rock in a wilderness.
VERSE 2:
Won't You tell me what You know?
Won't You show me there's a plan?
'Cause I don't wanna follow
When I don't understand.
CHORUS:
And I'm growing weary of all the things that You've said.
You've promised milk and honey, but delivered dirty bread.
I wanna drink Your water, but from a well instead
Of a rock in a wilderness.
BRIDGE:
And I don't wanna follow You around
When all that You've shown me is fire and clouds
I just need a decent meal
And a god without a will
Who understands the way I feel
And ain't afraid to make deal.
A god with nothing to conceal
With gold or flesh or something real
That I can see and touch and kill.
CHORUS:
Well I'm growing weary of
All the things that I say
You promised You would feed me
And You've delivered everyday
So why would I drink water any other way?
So why would I drink water any other way?
So why would I drink water any other way
Than a rock in a wilderness?