Impossibles

Long Way From, Long Time Since

Impossibles


Dear Father, how long have you gone 
without speaking to your first-born son? 
(He's well, she's fine) 
I'm better still 
Still looking good 
On everything I said I would 
(He's well, she's fine) 
Deafened by the silent sound 
The walls you built not falling down 
(He's well, she's fine) 

Close your eyes 
Don't open them until the morning sunshine 
I'll be waiting 

Shave the dead weight from your face 
To find a new life to take it's place 
(Go now, move on) 
Dad, I know how hard it's been 
To feel like you inside your skin 
(Go now, move on)