Imagine A Man The Who

Imagine a man
Not a child of any revolt
But a plain man tied up in life
Imagine the sand
Running out as he struts
Parading and fading, ignoring his wife
Imagine a road
So long looking backwards
You can't see where it really began
Imagine a load
So large and so smooth
That against it a man is an ant

Then you will see the end
You will see the end

Imagine events
That occur everyday
Like a shooting or raping or a simple act of deceit
Imagine a fence
Around you as high as Prudential
Casting shadows, you can't see your feet
Imagine a girl
With long flowing hair
And the body of chalky perfection and truth
Imagine a past
That you wish you had lived
Full of heroes and villains and fools