Thereâs a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
So many roads to the promised land
Itâs an endless song that makes a holy sound
Thereâs a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
My God and your God theyâre one and the same
They sit around talking as friends
Laugh at the sunset, cry at the moon
Fall into each otherâs arms every now and then
And anybody down here whoâs talking for them
Youâre putting words in the mouth of strangers
Trafficking rumors, talking in tongues
Calling us all to danger
Thereâs a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
So many roads to the promised land
Itâs an endless song that makes a holy sound
Thereâs a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
So why all this talking and proving of points
Like Jerusalem's rabble and rumble
We could be dancing drunk on wine
With a lover who always catches us
Catches us when we stumble
Thereâs a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
So many roads to the promised land
Itâs an endless song that makes a holy sound
Thereâs a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
Thereâs a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
There must be hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
Kneel and kiss the ground
Kneel and kiss the ground
Kneel and kiss the ground