Imagine, imagine Imagine, imagine Imagine, imagine What's the point in conflict? What you're tryna prove? Too much confrontation, always against the groove[?] Just like we are [?] and hater, unless we change our ways A vital confrontation, to see them brighter days Too much pointless indifference, just leave it unsaid Intelligence is intuitive, send a shock into the head My love is my source of imagination I do it all for the day Imagine, imagine Imagine, imagine Imagine, imagine Imagine, imagine Ask yourself, what is your purpose To hide behind reality, yeah, or rise to the surface Rise above all of the fortune[?] and powers To take back to what is rightfully ours Control yourselves, let the world around you Take what it needs to let the love surround you My love is my source of imagination I do it all for it, yeah Imagine, imagine...