Texty: Write This Down. Miller Park: Where Stars Are Born.

Everything inside me,
is filled with this uncertainty,
I've traveled too long, with these ambitions...
Lets throw this all into perspective,
without looking at the consequence.
I'm scared to death, yeah, I'm scared to death,
but we're so much more than giants
(Take my hand, follow me into the Promise Land, Into the Promise Land).

This train wreck's comin' at you, full speed ahead.
This train wreck's comin' at you, so take my hand.

Keep running circles around me, you know,
I'm your miracle mile... I'm your miracle mile.
It's obvious it didn't have to be this way.
Keep following your instincts, you know,
they'll never let you down,
I will never let you down.
It's obvious it never had to be this way.

Come lost and wayward child, come take my hand.
Come lost and wayward child, to the Promise Land.

We're so much more, than giants.
I'll show you fear in a handful of dust