Just like the Savannas of Africa, a glorious life is destined to be mine
If it exists, I shall find it; find it where it’s hidden
It’d take crossing the lands in the Far East full of honey and manna,
I stand on the hills, imagining what it’s like seeing tomorrow.
But it seems tomorrow never comes- tomorrow I’ll leave tomorrow waiting for tomorrow.
My eyes closed; I’m about to see Him,
Silently shouting my prayers, I know
He’s Heard my destination is far beyond the lands of honey and Manna.
If it exists, I shall find it.
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