Claire.

Broken Promise Land
We Built this city with our hands And Called it broken promise Land I Heard the Whispers on the wind They told me how all this would end Pick a Point on the horizon Don't stop until its gone Pick a Point on the horizon Let's Take a Loan out on our hearts And give a Piece back every Day I wave my Flag, but no One sees Let's Dream ourselves Way from here Pick a Point on the horizon Don't stop until its gone Pick a Point on the horizon (Dank an 2bsunny für den Text) Aus Songtexte Mania