Abney Park His Imaginary World
A young boy playing all alone
In an imaginary world in his father's home
He escaped from family, hid from terrifying life
His imaginary world sheltered him from his strife
Then he grew, was forced out all alone
But he never forgot his imaginary home
And while all around him was pain and stress
His imaginary world seemed by far the best
So he closed his eyes, sang in a voice so clear
That his imaginary world began to appear
He sang so clear this world alive
And the boy stepped in where he finally could survive
And they made him a king, put a crown on his head
"You sang us this world, that we love!" they all said
"I don't wanna be king, just to sing and create!"
"Long live the king, well isn't he great?"
And as years flew by, he was loved on his throne
Though to tell you the truth, he longed to be alone
"As long as you sit in the throne, you can stay."
So the terrified boy was forced to obey
So he closed his eyes, sang in a voice so clear
That his imaginary world began to appear
He sang so clear this world alive
And the boy stepped in where he finally could survive
"But I'm tired, and lonely, and so very afraid."
And the kingdom seems angry, yet he still feared to trade
He had a fair queen, loyal, pure, and true
"Perhaps we should leave, where you go, I'll go too."
"But you never have seen the horrors of my land,"
"All the people are slaves and they live lives so bland."
So they dreamed of escape, but there was no place to go
And they shivered, and cowered, and prepared for his next show
So he closed his eyes, sang in a voice so clear
That his imaginary world began to appear
He sang so clear this world alive
And the boy stepped in where he finally could survive
So he closed his eyes, sang in a voice so clear
That his imaginary world began to appear
He sang so clear this world alive
And the boy stepped in where he finally could survive
Where he finally could survive
