Mark Sandman
Imaginary World
I live in an imaginary townI've got imaginary people all around me fallin downAnd I play in an imaginary band,I strum on my guitar in my imaginary handsIs it my imagination, or is nothing more sublimeThan a crushed velvet second of an imaginary timeImaginary timeImaginary timeImaginary timeI work at an imaginary jobI can't imagine how I ever held this job so longAnd I go to an imaginary schoolAnd imaginary homework and imaginary rulesIs it my imagination, or is nothing more sublimeThan a crushed velvet second of imaginary timeImaginary timeImaginary timeImaginary timeIs it my imagination, or is nothing more sublimeThan a crushed velvet second of imaginary timeImaginary timeImaginary timeImaginary timeAn imaginary moment unimaginably longand now we're at the end of my imaginary song
From Letras Mania