The Cranberries: Just My Imagination Meaning
Just My Imagination Lyrics
We would hit the town on Friday night
And stay in bed until Sunday
We used to be so free
We were living for the love we had and
Living not for reality
It was just my imagination [x3]
There was a time I...
When I listen to the song, I feel like it's talking about a girl who goes out every chance she gets with an unattainable man, maybe married. That's why she says: "it was the game we liked to play", she says it in plural, that time together locked in a hotel from Friday to Sunday, they were free and they loved each other because she felt it was something real but it was just her imagination. .
Then she explains to you that it was the time when she believed in love and prayed that it would work, for her it was always like that and she put her cards on the table (not for him and that's why he leaves her) no one will tell her that she was unstable.
In the end the man (married or not) was just playing with her and that's why she ends up saying: "it was the game I liked to play" (now in the singular) and she realizes that in the end that moment was as free as they were. to love each other, that hotel room was his entire reality because now she realizes that everything was always just in her imagination
anonymous Feb 15th 2023 !⃝
The way this song played out for Dolores in retrospect..
she had her young fun single days..pre responsiblity..
reality is moving on...getting hitched..kids..
she kept the faith. faith changes, but she kept it..
..and it is not a secret...she puts her faith out there..
..never be said that I'd be unstable..yet the song is really about the moment..and when it was written..she was living the dream...young and adult..free...no longer imagining but living the fun life for a bit...
anonymous Oct 26th 2021 !⃝
I like to think this song is about a short and intense relationship that ended abruptly, but the singer keeps imagining that love and she still does the same things but without that person.
Devin come back.
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anonymous Apr 8th 2019 !⃝
This is about a woman who is imagining she is married and has children and thinking of the consequences of her getting married and her preference of staying with her husband in bed during Sunday mornings. If she wanted to be free and without any care for her children, she should have discussed with her husband that they don't want to have kids.
However, is having kids while being married a loss of freedom? It seems she has no love for her kids. She should have used protection every time she makes love with her husband. Kids are to be loved and they are a blessing.
As per Dolores O'Riordan herself at the introduction of the song from the 2010 concert in Paris, the song is about life before having children, then when having children, and concluding when the children have grown and gone.
As she put it, having to go to the park instead of going to the bar. Freedom, the loss of Freedom, and regaining Freedom.
The song is generally about escapism, with shades of one who've lost faith in Christianity and all of hte born-again stuff -- reminds of that song byu the Christian group JARS OF CLAY's "5 Candles" song (also check THE OFFSPRING's "So Far Away", and Michael W. Smith's "Place In This World")), which rings quite surreal to a realists perspective about life, God, and the world in general - similar to the book of Ecclesiates found in the Bible itself and was acknowledged by Christ himself as found within one of the scriptures' gospel record passages.
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