Imagine a man

Not a child in any remote

But a plain man tied up in lies



Imagine the son

Running out as he struts

Parading and fading ignoring his wife



Imagine a road

So long looking back

But you can't really see where it began to run out



Imagine a love

So large and so smooth

With against it all manners of that



And you will see the end

You will see the end

Oh lord



Imagine events

That occur everyday

Like a shooting or raping

Or a simple act of deceit



Imagine a fence

Around you as high as prudential

Cast two shadow's who can't see or feel



Imagine a girl

With long flowing hair

And her body all trouble, perfection and truth



Imagine a past

That you wish you had lived

Full of heroes and villain's and fools

And you will see the end

You will see the end



You will see the end



Imagine a man

Not a child of any remote

But a man of today

Feeling new



Imagine a soul

So old and its broken

And you know

Your invention

Is you