You're like a ghost
Hunting them restless moods of silence
And I see you
There on the stage with your guitar
You felt that hole
And found an outlet in your music
You were restless, you were brave
There's one thing I would like to know
Are you really free
Or are you just telling me
That some guru's freed your mind
Don't you understand
That there ain't no promised land
It's a vision out of time
Fortune and fame
Always turn out to be a burden
A heavy load
Breaking the back of every man
You had a voice
And you accused some empty notions
And your spirit lingers on
And I will always ask myself
Are you really free
Or are you just telling me
That some guru's freed your mind
Don't you understand
That there ain't no promised land
It's a vision out of time