Land of Milk and Honey

2. Land Of Milk And Honey (2:49) ISRC – QMAAK1989199

On a Greyhound bus full of runaway girls
Trying to find there way out to that western world
Indians drunk laughs and he boasts
Driver throws him out on the Oregon coast

It’s the land of milk and honey
Something bitters in that milk
Cut across that border like
A knife through silk

Cleveland station with a guitar case
Look of recognition goes across her face
I smile just to tell her everything’s alright
Hope you don’t end up sleeping
On the street tonight

In the land of milk and honey
Something bitters in that milk
Cut across that border like
A knife through silk

Three car crashes later we went our separate ways
Skipped the parting glances, mending to be made
In the Blue Ridge Mountains tangled and confused
I met a girl who said she loved me I swore that she was you.

In the land of milk and honey
Something bitters in that milk
Cut across that border like
A knife through silk
A knife through silk
A knife through silk

She’s nodding off and telling me they took her girl away
They took her from her mother, grandmother the same
For someone of her color nothing much has changed
She’s going back to the reservation to put a needle in her vain

In the land of milk and honey
Something bitters in that milk
Cut across that border like
A knife through silk

In the land of milk and honey
Something bitters in that milk
Cut across that border like
A knife through silk
A knife through silk
A knife through silk