I Can Only Imagine
Thank you.
I found a song
You know how music does that?
I was dealing with loss,
with pain,
and I heard this song,
and it blew my soul wide open.
It became my anthem.
It rescued me.
And I just kept wondering,
What did they have to go through
to be able to give
this gift to me?
This is hope, pure hope.
It's an amazing song.
Just kind of happened.
Lyrics took about ten minutes,
I guess.
Music took about the same.
Bart... you didn't write
this song in ten minutes.
It took a lifetime.
How'd you do this?
Bart? Bart?!
Well, mercy me,
you been out here all day!
How'd I do?
Oh, you done good, Bart.
You done real good.
I'll see you tomorrow!
Bye!
You got me runnin',
goin' out of my mind
You got me thinkin'
that I'm wastin' my time
Don't bring me down
No, no, no, no, no
Ooh-ooh-hoo
I'll tell you once more
Before
I get off the floor
Don't bring me down
What happened to
the girl I used to know?
You let your mind out
somewhere down the road
Don't bring me down
No, no, no, no, no
Ooh-ooh-hoo
I'll tell you once more
Before
I get off the floor
Don't bring me down
You're always talkin'
'bout your crazy nights
One of these days
you're gonna get it right
Don't bring me down
No, no, no, no, no
Ooh-ooh-hoo
I'll tell you once more
Before
I get off the floor
Don't bring me down
Wait! Wait!
Don't bring me down...
'Cause, for me, you know,
without the song...
it's... it's all about the song.
Yeah.
Doesn't matter what band, you know.
You might be interested
in this band.
It was one of the greatest
concerts I've ever seen.
It was amazing.
Down, down, down
I'll tell you once more
Before
I get off the floor
Don't bring me down
Hey, hon.
What you got there?
It's a fighter helmet
that I made
during a big battle in space.
You sure worked hard on that,
didn't you?
Yeah.
What's this?
It's just... it's just junk.
You're a dreamer, Bart.
That's good.
Haven't you ever
imagined anything?
something, Bart.
Dreams don't pay the bills.
Nothing good comes from it.
All it does...
is keep you from all this.
From knowing what's real.
You understand that?
Huh?!
Yes, Daddy.
Well, you say that's
a piece of junk,
why don't you just go
throw it away?
Go, just go.
He'll take it.
It's okay, it's okay.
Stay out of it!
It's none of your business!
It's between him and me.
Someone's gotta make sure
that he is raised up right!
Shut your mouth!
Or I'll shut it for you!
You want some more?
You want some more?
Here, had enough yet?
Had enough yet?
Hey. Bart? Shh.
It's okay. Hey.
Mom?
Ready for an adventure?
Now?
Yes, right now.
It's called Camp Glorieta.
Church down the street
takes kids there.
It's a fun camp.
I called,
and they said you could go.
Come on,
you're gonna have a great time.
You're gonna make some friends.
You'll make some memories.
Can we just do this?
Do what?
Just drive.
Drive and listen.
Listen to this music.
Me and you.
Just listen to the words.
I stay awhile
I can go back
Into the heart
Of a child
I can smile
I can go there
Into the heart
Into the heart of a child
Okay. This is it.
You ain't never met
a stranger? Hmm?
All right, I can do this.
Yeah.
Geronimo.
Hey.
You know I love you, right?
Okay.
Go on. Get outta here.
Bye, Mom.
Oh, gosh. I can do this.
I can do this.
No Walkmans at camp.
They'll take it up.
Are you kidding?
Oh, um, hi.
Uh, I'm... I'm Bart.
My friends, like,
they call me Bart.
I know. I'm Shannon. Duh!
Ready for camp?
Mmm.
It's totally safe!
See? Safe.
Well, except for that one kid.
You coming?
Sorry, sorry.
Squeeze in here. Sorry.
Oh, sorry 'bout that!
Hey, Bart, this is Kent.
Nice to meet you, Bart.
Hey, bro. This is the cup game.
I'm not very good at it.
Campers.
Campers, up here!
So I'm Rusty.
For those of you
who don't know me,
I'm the Youth Pastor
at Greenville Baptist.
So if you didn't bring
your journals, come up here.
We got one for you.
You're gonna need it
for your session tonight.
Let's have a great week.
Bro, sit down. I got you.
So is that like a diary, or?
Kinda, but there's more to it.
Helps get my thoughts ordered.
Prayers, problems, dreams,
stuff I imagine sometimes.
Uh, can I see?
I'm sorry,
I... I didn't know.
B-9, you're with me for
kitchen duty, let's do it.
Well, that's me.
See you later, okay?
Hey, Bart, I got your journal.
Ooh! Kent!
Here you go.
I'm sorry.
That's mint.
I didn't know you could draw.
Why're you dressed like that?
Come with me
if you want to live!
We're sneaking out.
So what do you wanna be
when you grow up, an artist?
Eh, or a football player.
That's what my dad was.
He was really good, actually.
Kind of famous in college.
We're gonna get
in so much trouble for this.
I know, right?
Got some great stuff.
Like industrial grade.
Set it all up this afternoon.
So you guys are gonna go
over there
and face in the north direction,
got it?
And also,
did you know Bart can draw?
Hi.
So you can draw?
Bart, I'm terrified you saw
what was written in my journal.
Did you?
No.
Wh-what're you talking about?
You're lying.
You saw every word, didn't you?
Maybe.
Well, then here goes.
You know what I think?
I think that someday
we're gonna fall in love,
get married,
and that's our destiny.
And now I'm mortified.
I'm gonna walk down this hill
and help Kent.
Wa-wa-wa-wait wait.
Shannon, please stay.
Why? Afraid of the dark?
Afraid of monsters?
I just don't like being alone.
All right, come on, kids.
Bart, Bart!
Here. It's my favorite.
Sweet.
And I wanna be a singer
just like her someday.
Thank you so much.
My parents are here pick me up.
Bye!
Last stop. This is you.
It was good to meet you, Bart.
Am I gonna see you on Sunday?
Yeah. Yeah.
Hey.
Momma? Momma...
Where's Momma?
She's gone.
Gone where?
She ran off.
She ain't coming back.
Just you and me now.
When will she be back?
I told you, she run off.
She don't want me no more,
and she don't want you neither.
What did you do?
Are you bowing up on me, boy?
You hurt her, didn't you?!
Hey!
You hurt her like you hurt me!
Hey!
Nothing! That's what I did!
Nothing!
She didn't leave 'cause of me.
I'm sorry, Mom!
What did I do?!
Take me, Mom, please!
Stop!
So did you ever see her again?
Uh, she'd call now and then.
I tried to live with her once,
but she was in another bad
relationship.
Worse, actually.
Um, my dad drove up and threw
the guy off a staircase
onto the hood of his car
and threatened to kill him
if he ever hurt her again
and then grabbed me
and took me home.
It's kind of ironic.
Um, that was about it.
So what did you do?
I tried to get good at the only
thing my dad really cared about.
Hey, there.
Hey there, darlin'.
That's so corny.
You're making
everyone in the stadium
feel real uncomfortable.
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