1971

43 Years is just enough time to see it differently
To keep an open mind
43 Years ago was just another time
There were other ways to think
It was just a different life

I came back to see if any minds got loose
I checked the rooms, I checked the halls, I checked apartments
I checked the tension of the beams in all the roofs
I checked the knot to see if it was still a noose
I hoped the memory's alive and would still wait for me
But it hurts too much to hold it to the light
'Cause knowledge is a fire, the flames are burning higher
And liberty's not that bad if you just close your eyes
And liberty's not that bad if you just close your eyes

What you know doesn't have to burn you away
Everything you chose not to feel is gonna find you someday
Or could my ghost unlearn everything?
Or could my ghost unlearn everything?

Through flames, I learned everything
Through flames, I learned everything

But for my first footstep, once again
Down this very road, my friend
Oh, wouldn't I?

A prophet waiting inside this house
Impatiently, he keeps his bags all packed
Saying, "I was never meant to stay here, just come back"

Just paint the walls, repaint the walls
Just paint the walls, repaint the walls
Paint the walls, paint the walls
Paint the walls
I was made brand new, but that image wasn't you
Would you really put someone down if you had the choice?
Would you really put, really put someone down now?

Through flames, I learned everything
Through flames, I learned everything

But for my first footstep, once again, my friend
Oh, wouldn't I have never even been here altogether?
Would it then be such a problem for us both?
We would've never shared a path

A prophet waiting inside this house
Impatiently, he keeps his bags all packed
Saying, "I was never meant to stay here, just come back"
A prophet waiting inside this house
Impatiently, he keeps his bags all packed
Saying, "I was never meant to stay here, just come back"

I came back to see if any minds got loose
I checked the rooms, I checked the halls, I checked apartments
I checked the tension of the beams in all the roofs
I checked the knot to see if it was still a noose
I hoped the memory's alive and would still wait for me
But it hurts too much to hold it to the light
'Cause knowledge is a fire, the flames are burning higher
And liberty's not that bad if you just close your eyes

What you know doesn't have to burn you away
Everything you chose not to feel is gonna find you someday
Or could my ghost unlearn everything?
Could my ghost unlearn everything?