Lyrics All the King's Horses - Branches

All the King's Horses

Follow the column and follow the fire
It’s an honest song from the mouth of a liar
In the eye of the storm, He’ll make saints of us all
When the thunder rolls and the lightning calls
All the king’s horses, all the king’s men
Were buried beneath the water again
And on the other side of that shore
We didn’t know the way anymore
Oh, the glorious unknown, oh
The glorious unknown, oh
Listen, son, and listen, daughter
The Promised Land’s just over that water
The tragedy became the key
To loose the chains and set us free
Oh, the glorious unknown, oh
The glorious unknown, oh