Sacred Land - Jack Savoretti

There’s no need to be standing

Trying to look like you know what you’re doing now

Sitting down can keep you still

But everybody needs to get around

Walking down the streets, stuck in a pace

We can’t keep up so we’re walking on our own

‘Cause, if we were to stand back from the bustle

Of the city crowds we’d probably lose ourselves

Trying to get back home

So we educate yourself

Learn to live without the vision of the terrifying hell

Pulled your head up proud and free

Let yourself into

Sacred land calling me

Tell me why just thinking of you make me feel

Like I was born the day you left

They said that all this is fairy loving world

But where’s the justice in love and theft?

Walking down the street stuck in a pace

You can’t keep up so you’re walking on your own

Cause if you were to stand back from the hustle

Of the city streets you’d probably find yourself

Trying to get back home

So we educate yourself

Learn to live without the vision of the terrifying hell

Pulled your head up proud and free

Let yourself into

Sacred land calling me

We educate yourself

Learn to live without the vision of the terrifying hell

Pulled your head up proud and free

Let yourself into

Sacred land calling me

Sacred land calling me

I would have been a singer if I’d known how to sing

I would have been a painter if I knew how to paint

I would have been a dreamer but I woke up