Oh Sweet Naive Imagination
Have you ever thought on how
Dreams are such a weird thing?
You go to sleep and you're awake
In a world that's just fake
Everything is possible
And you can fly away
Oh sweet naive imagination
Take me home
Feel the breeze of a cold path
Scatting my way to the house
Where it all began, It would all end
With the snow falling on my shoulders
I skip skip skip away to the oceans
Oh sweet lucid hallucinations
Take me home
Writer/s: The Sleeping Dinosaur
