The Promised Land

On a rattlesnake speedway in the Utah desert
I pick up my money and head back into town
Driving cross the Waynesboro county line
I got the radio on and I'm just killing time
Working all day in my daddy's garage
Driving all night chasing some mirage
Pretty soon little girl I'm gonna take charge

CHORUS
The dogs on Main Street howl
'cause they understand
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land

I've done my best to live the right way
I get up every morning and go to work each day
But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold
Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode
Explode and tear this whole town apart
Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart
Find somebody itching for something to start

CHORUS

There's a dark cloud rising from the desert floor
I packed my bags and I'm heading straight into the storm
Gonna be a twister to blow everything down
That ain't got the faith to stand its ground
Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
Blow away the dreams that break your heart
Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted

CHORUS
I believe in a promised land...


Its impossible to know eaxctly what 'the promised land' that the narrator believes in is like.
We know he feels entitled to it is some way ("I've done my best to live the right way; I get up every morning and go to work each day").
We know he feels a need for it ("But your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold. Sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode...").
He knows there will be some sort of testing he will have to endure ("Gonna be a twister to blow everything down, That ain't got the faith to stand its ground...")
This is faith in the goodness of the future, and hope in the self. It is psychologically sustaining faith and hope, but is it true and ultimately substantial faith and hope? How do we judge that?