The Past Is Another Land
Music
by Elton John
Lyrics by Tim Rice
Performed by Heather Headley
Aida
You know nothing about me and care even less
How could you understand our
emptiness
You've plundered our wisdom, our knowledge, our
wealth
In bleeding us dry
You long for our spirit
But
that you will never possess
The past is now another land
Far
beyond my reach
Invaded by insidious
Foreign bodies, foreign
speech
Where the timeless joys of childhood
Lie broken
on the beach
The present is an empty space
Between
the good and bad
A moment leading nowhere
Too pointless
to be sad
But time enough to lay to waste
Every certainty
I had
The future is a barren world
From which I can't
return
Both heartless and material
Its wretched spoils
not my concern
Shining like an evil sun
As my childhood
treasures burn
Shining like an evil sun
As my childhood
treasures burn