the past is a different country
the past is a different country
you can't go there anymore
everything is different
than it was before
the highways are blocked
and the stop light's always red
the past is a different country
it's best to look ahead
I tried to change my history
but it wouldn't listen to me
I tried to make it live inside
but somehow it passed right through me
I regret not learning more
I want the lessons I've worn down
the past is a different county
now I stand on higher ground
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