Tuesday, March 17, 2009

The impossible

When the fist star starts to shine
over my horizon in my mind
I hold my hands out to catch it
but I can't catch it, no no

So I dreamt to be impossible only reaching higher
and it helped me make it through the night
but I see everything simpler as a walk on the higher wire
and I will never believe that it will be alright, alright

I've always wanted to believe
in the things that I can't see
I reach my hands out to hold them
but I can't hold them, no no

So I dreamt to be impossible with me, reaching higher
and it helped me make it through the night
but I see everything simpler as a walk on the higher wire
and I will never believe that it will be alright, alright

Both can't think of nails on the gilt face
still I don't know
when will reach the valley below
and where am I going? am I free fall?
if it lasts forever it will feel like nothing at all, nothing at all

So I dreamt to be impossible with me, reaching higher
and it helped me make it through the night
but I see everything simpler as a walk on the higher wire
and I will never believe that it will be alright, alright

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