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    impossible
    there's a place that we can go
    at the end of a long slow day
    streetlamps fuse the rising night
    i feel so far away

    when you came back late, from the garden
    i couldn't turn my eyes
    and i was dead

    outside in the crowded pines
    ships are sailing though the wood
    impossible
    leaving in the space between
    the hovis homes, the railway heath
    impossible

    i can see my freedom but i need a little time
    your hair wet and your arms full
    you were dead, you were alive

    looking in the heart of light
    looking into the silence

    from those nights so frigid
    they seemed hardly real
    through the last light on the plain
    roland to the dark tower came
    weialala leia
    weialala leia
    impossible
    impossible
    impossible
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