Imagination

Take my hand
Run away sweetheart
Sticks and stones
Big thick hands
Shoving you down onto the gravel
It's time to escape
Just close those eyes
Burn it down

Anything you want it to be
A lion
A mouse
A world full of peace

There's only one place
Where you're king

You're no longer starving
Words on the tip of your tongue
That dusty velvet rule book
Now allowed to hold

Opposite day is every day
New becomes old
Even the cloak of invisibility
Can disappear

Cover the lies
The nets here to catch

Finally something
To call your own