If... Songtext
von Anne Clark

Imagine
Imagine if
What would happen?
What would happen if running on empty
Seemingly forever
The car crawls to the umpteenth fuel station
Still out of sight
Joining the motionless caterpillar of cars
Traffic snaking
Tailing back for miles
Imagine
Imagine if the afternoon turned to evening
And as you approach the entrance
Fists fly as the green plastic can is wrestled over
And subsequently spilled across the grey tarmac
Mixing blood and petrol
Imagine
What if the price became so high
It was only available to those who could afford it
Those who the governments decide take priority


Imagine it is rationed by the litre
Security guards and eventually soldiers
Patrolling the pumps
Imagine
That it all stops
(That it all stops)
Imagine
Imagine all the silence
(Imagine all the silence)
After the rioting
The killing
The madness
Silence
(Silence)
What would happen next?
Imagine if
What would happen?
Mixing blood and petrol
That it all stops
What would happen next?
Imagine all the silence
Imagine all the silence
Imagine all the silence