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The Clientele
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Impossible
Lyricist:James Mark Hornsey, Mark Nicholas Holloway Keen, Alasdair Maclean
There's a place that we can go At the end of a long slow day Street lamps 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
Living in the space Between the Hovis homes The railway heath Impossible
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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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