Not The Land

So many miles behind

Still I drive with the pedal down

I was off the map hours back

It's beneath the seat, I think

It's with two pennies and a match

And something else, I can't remember

But in the time that it would take to fish it out

I'll be another mile gone

And I feel so wrong

Trying to feel right

In light of all the things I've passed

You'd think that I'd have learned

This is not the land was promised me

Even as far as my eyes can see

I'm so wound up, Lord, I can't even breathe

And I don't want words, I just want some peace

Some peace, some peace

It seems I've misplaced my faith

'Cause it's 11:12, and nothing's changed

Well, nothing except the channel I'm afraid

And the number there

No, it's the same

Oh, this must be the savior of the month

And what I must have

Where's the night gone?

'Cause I'm so tired and out of shape

You've gotta get me up

But I can't get up today

'Cause it's been so long

Since I've felt right

All the rote, rehearsal, proof

You'd think that I'd have learned

Break me, break me, break me

This is not the land was promised me

Gotta get out of bed, get something to read

And I gotta feed my brother, not my eyes

If not, then I'll be all I despise