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His Imaginary World - text

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 alone,
But he never forgot
His imaginary home.

And while all around him
Was pain and stress,
His imaginary world
Seemed by far the

So he closed his eyes,
Sang in a voice so clear
That his imaginary world
Began to appear.
He sang so clear
The world alive,
And the boy stepped in
Where he could finally 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 want to be king,
Just to sing and create!"
"LONG LIVE THE KING,
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 force to obey.

So he closed his eyes,
Sang in a voice so clear
That his imaginary world
Began to appear.
He sang so clear
The world alive,
And the boy stepped in
Where he could finally 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 show.


So he closed his eyes,
Sang in a voice so clear
That his imaginary world
Began to appear.
He sang so clear
The world alive,
And the boy stepped in
Where he could finally survive.

Text přidal Hengeyokai

Video přidal Scoth

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