I want what's beautiful
I don't need what's true
I don't want the dark
I don't want the end
Don't even want the dark preview

Nobody's open
At your darkest lull
I'm not your best man
Constantly commenting
But I'm the least impossible

I try not to try
I try not to know
Up until thought itself
Asks "Where do you go?"
I try not to try
I try not to know
Up until thought itself
Asks "Where do you go?"

Up until thought itself
Asks "Where do you go?"

I know I'm not no prize
Not even the best choice
I'm just the least
Impossible boy
Oh boy

I'm not the best choice
I'm not a choice at all
In fact of all the boys I'm just the least
Impossible
The least impossible
Maybe I want to fail
Spectacularly
I don't want to
Want to just go
Extinct, quietly

Copyright: ARTS & CRAFTS MUSIC INC DBA GALLERYAC MUSIC
Writer(s): Gord Downie