Walking in my Father’s Land

Words and Music by Gary Noland (2005)

Walking in my Father’s Land/ Even though I never knew the man/ All of whom and what he was/ Has a lot to do with who I am/ There is more to it than meets the eye/ It’s like a classic piece of art/ There’s a primal urge to scream and cry/ For there’s a beating rhythm in the heart/ And I go walking/ In my Father’s Land And I’m talking/ To a gentle wind/ Now I’m talking to myself again/ Walking alone/ No memories, just fabled stories/ It’s just like the hour glasses sand/ Dreams that fizzled into glory/ While walking in my Fathers Land/ Those who came first were drawn into the past/ By time who has a mighty hand/ I’ve learned that dreams of men can’t last/ While walking in my Father’s Land/ And I go walking in my Father’s Land/ And I’m talking to a gentle wind/ Now I’m talking to myself again/ Walking alone/ There are two signs written on man/ One is on stone for his grave/ The other is in his heart/ That only, Christ can save/ And I go walking in my Father’s land/ And I’m talking to a gentle wind/ Now I’m talking to myself again/ Walking alone/