Imaginary Son Lyrics

I awoke and dragged the steps from home

To greet a stranger's contempt

And I didn't need a second look

To know exactly what it meant

I thought upon the resolve to walk

And knowing just when to run

And the lessons that I'd never show

Our imaginary son

Well they keep the snow piles high around here

Until winter's grip expires

And the cars paint all along their banks

With their constant, spraying tires

And just like all those school yard cries

Where no one really won

I swear I heard, while passing by

Our imaginary son

And as our nation prepares to bury ten thousand sons

I look down to console our imaginary one

If you ever think of me when the nights get still

Know I tried to understand what few ever will