The Land of the Chosen Few

My girlfriend's in Albania, my ex-wife's in Tasmania
And I'm in Transylvania with the vampires all around
My brother's in Saskatchewan, my sister's in Afghanistan
Still looking for the Promised Land, but the kingdom lies within

My mother's still in vanity, I'm part of her insanity
My father died some years ago but I still pray for his soul
Now everyone's a refugee on this planet Purgatory
We only find reality in the land of the chosen few

I still get lost in wild imagination
I need to wake up to reality
I've had enough of identification
What can be done for a fool like me

In the land
In the land
In the land of the chosen few

In the land
In the land
In the land of the chosen few

Love's gonna set me free

I was dreaming of the Promised Land
Where people understand
Real love and harmony
I knew that I had found my way (my way) yeah (my way)

We were singing songs of innocence
And experience of love and harmony
And I knew that love was here to stay (real love) yeah (real love)
In the middle of a cool cool night
I woke up and I saw the light

In the land (in the land)
In the land (in the land)
In the land of the chosen few (chosen few)

In the land (in the land)
In the land (in the land)
In the land of the chosen few

I still get lost in wild imagination
I need to wake up to reality
I've had enough of identification
What can be done for a fool like me

In the land (in the land)
In the land (in the land)
In the land of the chosen few (chosen few)
I still get lost in wild imagination
I need to wake up to reality
I've had enough of identification
What can be done for a fool like me