Imagination from Crazy World by G.T. Moore And The Reggae Guitars

Up and down my hometown street
I walk like a king down the avenue trees
Ever relieved there’s a memory
Memories are a child at play
From way back when to the present day
Come a calling, calling me back
Like an old railway track

Living in the heart of old England
Deep in my imagination, like an old oak tree
Sitting at the foot of Arthur’s throne
Deep in my imagination
Like a sword and a stone

Imagination, imagination
Fill up, fill up the expanding sky
With speckles of clouds on the birds they blew
Walking like a giant with a birdseye view
Down to the river and the railway side
Following along upon a chain of size
Which fled like a train to the city, like a train, like a train to the city
I would like to say to everyone
That you’re deep in my imagination
But I like you anyway
When I gaze upon the rising sun, deep in my imagination
I get a carried away

Imagination, imagination
Imagination, imagination

I would like to say to everyone gotta keepin my imagination
But I like you anyway
When I gaze upon the rising sun, keeping my imagination
And it carried me away

Imagination, imagination
Imagination, imagination

• Reggae
• Roots Reggae
• dub
• London