Watching the sand fall, listening for the knock upon my door, and waiting...for Promised Land. 看着秋沙，听在我的敲门声，并等待着......在应许之地。

   

Standing neck deep in life, my ring of brass lay rusting on the floor.Is this all? 站在深藏在生命的脖子，黄铜我的戒指躺在生锈的floor.Is这一切？

Because it's not what I expected. 因为这不是我所期待的。

   

Somewhere along the way friends I once held close fled the fast lane. 某处的朋友就是我曾经拥有接近逃到了快车道。

I didn't notice, 我没有注意到，

I just had to make it. 我刚做出来。

Head down, nose in the grindstone; the kiss of life placed on my brow kept sliddin' to the ground and now it's buried six feet under. 低着头，鼻子的磨刀石;生命放在我的额头吻不停sliddin 在地上，现在它埋六英尺下。

   

Preaching from the floor again 从地板再次讲道

the same old sad song, 同样的老悲伤的歌，

"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite son." “调酒师生活带来另一种饮料为自己喜爱的儿子。 ”

   

Where did it all go wrong? 它是在哪里都去错了吗？

What's the use in even holding on? 什么是即使持有在使用？

Here's to love, hate... and promises. 这里的爱，恨......和承诺。

   

Almost called it today. 今天，几乎把它叫做。

Turned to face "The Void" numb with the suffering and the question, 转身面对“虚空”麻木的痛苦和问题，

"Why am I...?" “我为什么...... ？ ”

So many times I've tried and failed to gather my courage, reach again for that nail. 所以，很多时候，我尝试和失败，收集我的勇气，对于指甲再次到达。

Life's been like dragging feet through sand, and never finding... Promised Land. 生活中一直想通过沙拖脚，从来没有发现......应许之地。

   

Preaching from the floor again the same old sad song, 再次，从地板的老悲伤的歌说教，

"Bartender... bring another drink for their favorite song." “调酒师生活带来另一种饮料为自己喜爱的歌曲。 ”

Where did it all go wrong? 它是在哪里都去错了吗？

I feel like I'm dying. 我觉得我要死了。

Here's to love, to hate, to promises and Promised Land lies. 这里的爱，恨，以承诺和应许之地的谎言。