Impossibly New

Walking through a world so dated

Made of bones and wood so ancient

Bitter dudes throwing rocks and flipping birds

In this town of rude deceivers

Please make way for two believers

They can’t lie and their arms are open wide

The corner phone booth

In its youth

Loved burning leaves and morning suits

It's true

The only smokestack coming back is me for you

With love that’s impossibly new

As we gather round the campfire

Telling tales of local vampires

Don’t get scared of the shadows over there

Two for once

We’ll have a ball

Run thru the sodium pentathol

It’s true

The only smokestack coming back is me for you

With love that’s impossibly new

Impossibly new