Impossible Things #2

Artist：looper
Songs Title：impossible things #2

So there was this boy and this girl
And they'd never met.
They'd never spoken to each other
Or even seen each other.
But one day the girl wrote a letter to the boy.
The boy was lying in bed one morning when the letter arrived.
He heard the postmanand he hoped it might be
One of the songs he'd sent off somewhere
Coming back with some good news.
All that turned up though was a letter from his friend from school
Who'd gone off to art-college in Dundee.
But the letter had another letter inside it
In another envelope,
And that was the letter from the girl.

And they began to write to each other a lot
The boy and the girl
And for a long time one of them would get a letter everyday.
They wrote about everything

About themselves and about the world.
And they wrote their own world.
And they lit the whole thing up.
And after a while they began to meet up in the world

Where other people live quite nervously
And only about once a year.
And they would walk around just watching things
Laughing at stuff that happened.
They didn't talk too much
They'd already said most of what they had to say in letters
And they were shy.
And at the end of those rare days
They would both go back to their own cities
And write about how good their day had been
And say some of the things they hadn't said at the time.
And light the whole thing up.

And then life began to happen to them
Their separate lives in their separate cities.
But although they wrote a little less often
They wrote still just as longabout their lives
And how the world was coming into their world.
And they kept going till they realized they'd been writing for seven years.
And because they had once written themselves a beach
On which to dream themselves together
They decided that to celebrate
They'd have another one of their rare days
And for it they would go to a beach.
And in his last letter before they went the boy wrote
It'll be goodand if you want
You can take my bony hand along the shore.

And so they went and they could talk a little bit more by then.
They could talk okay.
And they spent some money in the arcade at one beach
And at another beach they built a town out of sand and shells.
And the girl drew out a puzzle on the wet sand
A puzzle she'd been trying to solve in a dream the night before.
they walked out And and stood on the edge of the sea there for a while
And when they turned around to walk back to the road the boy said
Do you want to take my hand?
And the girl said
Take it where?
And although he afterwards thought he should have said
Everywhere
He only just mumbled.

My hand's very cold
The girl said as he took it.
And as they walked up the beach the boy said
We only have to do this until we reach the dry sandthen we can stop.
And for a bit they walked in silence.

And although in more than a thousand letters they had talked of the stars
And of riversand of love - and woven a hundred dreams

All they could think of to talk about was a tree in a garden on the other side of the road
How tall it was and how out of place it looked.

And when they came to the dry sand
They didn't let go of each other's hand

They just walked on up the beach still talking about the tree.
And they stepped over the fence and onto the pavementfalling quiet again.

And as they walked along the pavement they came to a pole
and walked one on either side.
And they let go of their hands...