Hardland

Hardland ripped & torn apart
Hard dreams leave scarred
In the lines of my face
The story of faith in this HARDLAND

I came back home to a hardland
Where a man is judged by the scars on his face
Where the sliding scale still operates
To come home, I had to go away from the HARDLAND

I saw a land standing at the crossroads
I saw her wrath burning in a burned out home
Saw her tears in rivers running cold
Her tragedy, waiting to explode

Hardland ripped & torn apart
Hard dreams leave scarred
In the lines of my face
The story of faith in this HARDLAND

I feel afraid when I think about my children
I feel scared when I walk down the street at night
Feel sad when I look on the flag
I feel the anger rising in the heart of the HARDLAND

Wherever I wander across this land of my fathers
The valley is ripped and the mountain scarred – Torn apart
A house is ablaze on the hillside
A sign says “THIS LAND IS NOT FOR SALE”

HARDLAND ripped and tom apart
Hard dreams leave me scarred
In the lines of my face a story of faith
HARDLAND