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(marr, sumner, bartos)
inside my imagination
there is an imitation of life
you captured me for an instant
still in your camera, emptied of light
the head of a hungry pack of hounds will track me down
say it’s not over, let’s say a prayer
let’s turn it over, show that we care
walk in the desert, lie in the shade
we’ll be together, don’t be afraid
say it’s not over
i’ll move to the other side of town
i’ll lead you to the underground
we’ll live within our hollow space
we’re in a dream we both embrace
and if tomorrow is undone you’ll never hear me
say it’s not over, let’s say a prayer
let’s turn it over, show that we care
walk in the desert, lie in the shade
we’ll be together, don’t be afraid
say it’s not over, say it’s not over
say it’s not over, say it’s not over
inside my imagination
there is an imitation of life
you captured me for an instant
still in your camera, emptied of light
the head of a hungry pack of hounds will track me down
say it’s not over, let’s say a prayer
let’s turn it over, show that we care
walk in the desert, lie in the shade
we’ll be together, don’t be afraid
say it’s not over
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forbidden city
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according to karlbartos.com, an early version of imitation of life was played live by elektric music as ‘bombast’ in 1994. apparently it was intended for their second album, and probably predated his involvement with marr and sumner. pounding synth sirens alert the listener to a pulverizing rhythm of strings and sound effects, all underpinned by ged lynch’s percussive crunch—people who bought the forbidden city single must have felt overwhelmed by optimism after hearing this. it’s like joyriding through empty streets in an ambulance.