John Flansburgh
Imaginary Friend
The beauty of a felt tip penThe comfort found in imaginary friendsI've been all around this crummy worldAnd no one will defendThe comfort found in imaginary friendsI booked my trip on a time machineGoing back one hour to the previous sceneRight before you called my nameI was talking to a friendThey could not understandSo I'm explaining it all againThe beauty of imaginary friendsEric I can disappear in a store 24And re-emerge distorted and smallBack in deepest darkest MassachusettsIsolated fromThe comfort found in imaginary friends
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