The Other Side, Part III - Gil Scott-Heron

Junkie walking through the twilight, I’m on my way home

I left three days ago, no one seems to know I’m gone

Home is where the hatred is, and home is filled with pain

But it might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again

Home is where I live inside my white powder dream

Home was once an empty vacuum but it’s filled now with my silent scream

Home is where the needle marks try to heal my broken heart

But it might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again

Stand as far away from me as you can and ask me why

Hang on to your rosary beads, close your eyes and watch me die

You keep saying, kick it, quit it, kick it, quit it

God, but did you ever try

And turn your sick soul inside out

So that the world, so that the world

Can watch you die (x3), say…

Home is where I live inside my white powder dream

Home was once an empty vacuum but it’s filled now with my silent scream

Home is where the needle marks try to heal my broken heart

But it might not be such a bad idea if I never, never went home again

Don’t you know I might never go home, never go home

Make all these plans and keep packing my bags

Not go, hey, not go

Keep saying… Tomorrow

First thing tomorrow

Tomorrow I’ll go

Know it all the time, I’m just biding time

Say, kick it, quit it

I might never go home, never go home

Pack all my bags and keep standing around

And down

And say I’m running and running

But I can’t get away

Everybody ain’t that strong, ain’t that strong

Go too long, feel yourself crash

Kick it, quit it

Can’t go home

Holding onto something

Kick it, quit it

Can’t go home

Yes, you’d like to go home

Mamma could change it, daddy could fix it, yes, if you could go home

Mama don’t need to see me this way, know me this way and touch me this way

Love me this way, can’t go.

home

Say it to myself…

Kick it, quit it

Can’t go home

I feel it in my soul

Kick it, quit it

Can’t go home

Yes, yes, saying, saying

Kick it, quit it

Can’t go home

Yes, but I know, but I know, but I…

Can’t go home

Yes, I’d like to go home, can’t go home

I could start all over

Like to go home

Say yeah, like to go home