December 31, 2010 by Abode Camp in The Tragically Hip

Impossibilium


I love you even when I don’t even know I’m doing it
and dismiss it out of hand cause I don’t even know I’m doing it
but your finger starts to wiggle and landscapes emerge
Can you spare some change dear, we’ve only got three hundred feet to go

Roses are worth more dried than alive
such a thing to say
Oh how I adore you
when you reinvent a rosy cliche
Can you spare some change dear
we’ve only got three hundred feet to go
and with impossibilium for a payload
we lift the rocket
out of the pocket
nothing can stop it

Roses are difficult everywhere
you must promise me you’ll stay
these longstems are freakish if anything
but we can cut em down for the vase
Can you spare some change dear
we’ve only got three hundred feet to go
and with impossibilium for a payload
we lift the rocket out of the pocket
nothing can stop it
we can only watch it






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