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Letra : Imagination (Mixed)

So, what's left of your imagination?
When time slows down, you lay still, oh-oh
Looking back, it's not always worthless
You're aware of the bed you lay in, hmm-mmm
Cling to youth, it's your own devotion
Though it's juvenile, you remain open, mmm-mmm
Oscillations that ricochet
Let the child in you slowly meditate, oh