to a land i've already been
the past knows where i want to go and might race me there,
but i'll show it that i know it all too well
to let it win.
i'll chart it's path, to its chagrin,
we'll both be disbelievin' i can start again
but oh will i, boy will i
send it packin to live in a land i've already been.
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