Every man carries something
A heavy past a wedding ring
Bundles of sorrow
On his shoulders too narrow
Bulky bags full of sand
A torn banner of the Promised Land

Beauty’s on the road
On the road
As truth hides far away
About the end of a rainbow
Beauty’s on the way
We’ll find it as we go

Every man follows something
A dog a woman a king
A breathtaking tomorrow
A perfect life he could borrow
Or a kid by the hand
One way ticket to the Promised Land

Beauty’s on the road
On the road
As truth lies far away
Right at the end of a rainbow
Beauty’s on the way
We’ll find it as we go

I watch your footsteps on the ground
Can’t remember where we were bound
And why we’ve left
But now I understand
The road was the only Promised Land

Beauty’s on the road
On the road
As truth runs far away
Beyond the end of the rainbow
Beauty is the way
Nothing else to follow