I live in an imaginary town I've got imaginary people all around me fallin down And I play in an imaginary band, I strum on my guitar in my imaginary hands
Is it my imagination, or is nothing more sublime Than a crushed velvet second of an imaginary time Imaginary time Imaginary time Imaginary time
I work at an imaginary job I can't imagine how I ever held this job so long And I go to an imaginary school And imaginary homework and imaginary rules
Is it my imagination, or is nothing more sublime Than a crushed velvet second of imaginary time Imaginary time Imaginary time Imaginary time
Is it my imagination, or is nothing more sublime Than a crushed velvet second of imaginary time Imaginary time Imaginary time Imaginary time
An imaginary moment unimaginably long and now we're at the end of my imaginary song