Tracy Chapman - Going Back Lyrics

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No picnic no barbecue out in the back 
A yard for parked cars left to rot and forget 
For chained-up mad dogs for garbage to sit 
Get lost get lost a part from it 

I can't see through it 
But i can see past 
With me with me always 
Without going back 

Just people and buildings 
Not city or town 
Great lake crooked river 
Flat land water burns 
The air not smoke 
It tears the eye 
Home is where you live 
Home is where you'll die 

I can't see through it 
But i can see past 
With me with me always 
Without going back 

In a glacial slide 
Over ice mirrored glass 
In a slip and past times 
Are in the future brought back 
Reflected reflected reflected 
Every footstep 

No walk in the park 
No there is nowhere 
No place can replace 
What a clear eye reveals 
Soft and hard shaped like a wheel 
Made me of rubber made me of steel 

I can't see through it 
But i can see past 
With me with me always 
Without going back 

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lyrics submitted by paulanderson_86 on 26-03-2006
lyrics corrected on 26-03-2006