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My imagination and I, we'll get out of this place.
We'll follow the dreams we never did chase.
We'll dance with the witches, and run with the elves,
Fall into the books on long-dusty shelves.
We'll find out the story for each unmarked grave,
Walk down the roads that they never did pave.
And in all the excitement, that we'll never lack,
We won't ever wonder, we'll never look back.



Alternate ending!



My imagination and I, we'll get out of this place.
We'll follow the dreams we never did chase.
We'll dance with the witches, and run with the elves,
Fall into the books on long-dusty shelves.
We'll find out the story for each unmarked grave,
Walk down the roads that they never did pave.
And when it's all done, and when it's all through,
We'll always wonder, what happened to you?