Lyrics Deacon Blue – Our New Land
Text:
And so here comes the dream
I seem to have each night
We are racing up that hill
In case we lose the light
We think we cannot make it
Unill we’re just about to break
Scrambling up towards the top
Climbing till we’re just about to drop
Two hundred steps from here’s the final spot
We’ll see our new land
From here the land is still
There’s nothing going on
Then twinkling out of darkness
All the lights come on
And even then, we’ll never know
If they’re there for celebration
Or just to show us the way home
Scrambling up towards the top
Climbing till we’re just about to drop
Two hundred steps from here’s the final spot
We’ll see our new land
So many times I’ve doubted it
Prepared myself for disappointment
Wondering if it really still exists
Our new land
Oh yes all revolutions seem to be impossible
Until the moment just before it happens
It happens
It happens
Scrambling up towards the top
Climbing till we’re just about to drop
Two hundred steps from here’s the final spot
We’ll see our new land
So many times I’ve doubted it
Prepared myself for disappointment
Wondering if it really still exists
Our new land
Scrambling up towards the top
Climbing till we’re just about to drop
Two hundred steps from here’s the final spot
We’ll see our new land
