Conspire 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 hope 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?
Frail flames, unlearn everything
Frail flames, unlearn 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 there?
Frail flames, unlearn everything
Frail flames, unlearn everything
But for my first footstep once again my friend, oh wouldn't I
Have never even been here altogether
Wouldn't that 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 hope 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?
