Hanging Gardens

Sunset light brings dark gold to these tall gates Days and nights all these fights and all this wait Here we stand on the verge of promise land Down on our knees an oasis on the sand For years we fought at the shade of taller men Silent angst faceless pains again again Here we stand on the verge of promise land Let this be the end the start of a new chant What green shade those fields have behind these doors What blue skies will father peace these wars no more Here we stand on the verge of promise land Vows we've made we ll not let go off each other's hands Deep breath taken opening these garden gates Let this path lead to plane fields and no more straits Here we stand on the verge of promise land Circles no more not this story ever again