The Impossible Idea

Corn dolly run, strictly meadows

Sat in the sun, waiting by

Run baby run, thru the meadows

Breathe baby breathe, such a life

While I'm hanging around

Til my eyes fix on the impossible idea

That I'll change the world

Maybe I'll come to the conclusion

I can't even change my own life

And there I fall

Days simplify, in the meadow

We can't be far, nearly home

Craw daddy run, strictly head on

Runs to the sun, he knows why

While I'm hanging around

Just to hit on the impossible idea

That I might change it all

Sadly, under delusions of grandeur

Good is just not good enough dear

And there I fall

Oh what a shame

Such a sad poor parade

Befalls

Oh all up in smoke

What a joke

What's become of us all

I like hanging around

Til I switch on the impossible idea

That love might change the world

Maybe I'll come the conclusion

Until I can change myself

And there I'll fall