Impossibility
When every day, every day
Just feels the same
And on and on and on
You feel it happen, feel it happen
Feel it happen again
And on and on and on
You're stressed, depressed, you can't relax
And all the while you're losing track
Of all the wonder that once housed your soul
Open your arms out
To impossibility
When on the road, on the road
Cars stretch forever
And on and on and on
You think your dreaming, think your dreaming
Sink your dream in the river
And on and on and on
Drunk, you fall, you hit the floor
The world spins round then nothing more
The gutter calls, a star falls from the sky
You're on the brink of breaking
The brink of breaking down
You're on the brink of breaking
The brink of breaking down
Open your arms out
To impossibility
Feels like I'm on the brink of breaking down
Feels like I'm all tuned into monotone
Feels like I am Prometheus bound
Feels like I'm living on the coast of this ghost town
Well, you know, you're not alone pal
I want to lie on Sisyphus's stone
I want to lie in the myth of my old home
I want to lie in the depths of the burial ground
I want to lie in the mystery of sound
Well, you know, you're not alone pal
I want to bask in the mystery of sound
I want to breathe in the mystery of sound
I want to play with the mystery of sound
I want to live with the mystery of sound
Well, you know, you're not alone pal
Open your arms out
To impossibility
Just feels the same
And on and on and on
You feel it happen, feel it happen
Feel it happen again
And on and on and on
You're stressed, depressed, you can't relax
And all the while you're losing track
Of all the wonder that once housed your soul
Open your arms out
To impossibility
When on the road, on the road
Cars stretch forever
And on and on and on
You think your dreaming, think your dreaming
Sink your dream in the river
And on and on and on
Drunk, you fall, you hit the floor
The world spins round then nothing more
The gutter calls, a star falls from the sky
You're on the brink of breaking
The brink of breaking down
You're on the brink of breaking
The brink of breaking down
Open your arms out
To impossibility
Feels like I'm on the brink of breaking down
Feels like I'm all tuned into monotone
Feels like I am Prometheus bound
Feels like I'm living on the coast of this ghost town
Well, you know, you're not alone pal
I want to lie on Sisyphus's stone
I want to lie in the myth of my old home
I want to lie in the depths of the burial ground
I want to lie in the mystery of sound
Well, you know, you're not alone pal
I want to bask in the mystery of sound
I want to breathe in the mystery of sound
I want to play with the mystery of sound
I want to live with the mystery of sound
Well, you know, you're not alone pal
Open your arms out
To impossibility
Credits
Writer(s): Antony Paul, David Arnott, Douglas Oneil, Ross Mcgroarty
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