Woorden: Simple Minds. 20th Century Promised Land.

Stories came like the wind
Joining every bridge in the wind
Ringing out footsteps
Calling out steel-heels

I give voice
I give breath

Count out evenings and stars
How fast can these things move on
Taking roots back to yourself
And the reason for fear was moving on
And on

Some time, great times
Troubled time
Fire for the times
Ringing out footsteps
Calling out steel-heels

Promised land
Great times in commotion
Here comes every day
It only lasts an hour
Unhappy the land that has no heroes
No, unhappy the land that needs heroes

And the reason for fear was moving on
The speed of light was moving on
Don't cry, tears are only wasted waters
Some say God her only loves the proud

Be damned on luck
But not dis-hearted
Nothing to prove
And nothing to present

I give voice
I give breath
Catching winds in my hand
My hand

Some times, great times
Some times
Catching wind in my hand
My hand

Some times, great times
Troubled times
Fire for the times
Ringing out footsteps
Calling out steel-heels

Promised land
Great times in commotion
Here comes every day
It only lasts an hour
Unhappy the land that has no heroes
No, unhappy the land that needs heroes

I'll call you out
I'll scream you out
And I don't care if you're afraid
When city sounds invade the air

Catch the wind in their hands
Promised land
Catch the wind in their hands
Promised lands
Promised lands
Promised lands