when the best jokes are not laughed at
and all the crying has been done
so everyone is sinking thinking
trying ought to be more fun
and everyone asks for world peace ungrateful
each new year resolves another war
and starts two more

and one of these days I will curl up and care
and I hope the world's watching and I hope that they stare
because the future's a field we've left barren too long
and the wits are too quick so the fear is too strong
though I think that I'm right I still know that I'm wrong
and we sing yet another asexual song
what we need is a thing we won't find anywhere
we'd better hope that some demons aren't fair

and impossible days crashing waves on the facts
and Backwards Fate leering and covering her tracks
she would give you a taste of your destiny now
but a life uncontrolled's something we won't allow
so we cause the Second Coming to be canceled yet again
the world shall end all by itself without you saying when
don't you wonder what all the new lies will be like then
so make love to impossible days
all of the impossible days

he looks at her and says that he believes in UFOs
but he has never left this world and it really shows
he says that someday soon they'll take him where he ought to be
that he's going to be saved and they won't find him with me
these eleven times we've tried to hide
and ten so far they've found us
screaming dreaming open wide
but finding none around us

did they say death by deathbed is no worthy goal
here's the peaceful end that glory stole
and one of these days I will curl up and stare
at a world that's not watching and I hope I don't care
and what I don't need I will find everywhere
and I hope that my angel is fair
and impossible days leave impassable nights
to impossible odds on unwinnable fights
and you haven't yet lived when they're reading your rights
an impossible climb to these dizzying heights

each century a finite loss I hope you get well soon
for the sun will now reflect itself in every other room
we'll all be fine when we find time to waste it all on us
and then at last we'll learn to love the taste of all this rust
she has been with many actors and she's told them many tales
so they don't ask what she builds all day as they fetch her all those nails
and half by choice and half by force the dichotomy has begun
and once by voice and twice by course the endings are as one

the letter's burnt before it's read
the thought is stopped before it's said
the love is learnt before it's felt
the sinner struck down as he knelt

the beauty left inside the box
the hunter knows not what it stalks
the deaf mute with a tale to tell
so tell it fast then go to hell

and you'd think that I'd be more at peace with the introvert I am
and I thought that there'd be just a bit more I could understand
and he and she thought they were we and everyone would live
but the Author had a bone to pick and nothing left to give
and fashion-fucked and culture-sore they retired to their bed
incurious of other lives that they might have led
and then they almost kiss but the weather has a hold on them
so they start another war
and think no more

and one of these days I'll curl up in my lair
and two of these days found each other nowhere
an impossible dawn brings the pleasures to light
the premise is bad but the acting's alright