Born in Winnipeg, Manitoba, Kreviazuk is a classically trained pianist. Her first album Under These Rocks and Stones was released in 1996 to critical praise. In 1998 Kreviazuk scored her first international hit with a cover of John Denver's "Leaving on a Jet Plane" from the soundtrack to the blockbuster film Armageddon. In This Life a searing romantic track from 2002's What If It All Means Something, was her next major hit. Kreviazuk's Time was played in the credits of the movie, Uptown Girls, and featured in an episode of the MTV reality show, Laguna Beach: The Real Orange County. In 2005 two new songs written and performed by Kreviazuk were also featured on the soundtrack of the movie The Sisterhood Of The Traveling Pants.
In August 2006, her fourth album Ghost Stories was released. It was produced by her husband Raine Maida(of Our Lady Peace).
Plain Jane is the fifth studio album by Chantal. The album was released on October 13, 2009
Imaginary Friend
Chantal Kreviazuk Lyrics
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It might sound self absorbed
I don't say half of what I think
I wonder what I'm thinking for
Smelling dead flowers
Listening to the walls again
Drinking from a leaky faucet
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And who needs to listen when
What do I have to sell
Everyone's just waiting for their own turn
Kinda like show and tell
Smelling dead flowers
Listening to the walls again
Drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Someone to listen
Someone to laugh
Someone to cry at the right times
I'm smelling dead flowers
And listening to the walls again
I'm drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing with this dried up pen
You know that i'm smelling dead flowers
Listening to the walls
Drinking from a leaky faucet
And writing with this dried up pen
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
And I would call him up
But I don't remember his name
The lyrics to Chantal Kreviazuk's song Imaginary Friend are contemplative and introspective. The song starts with the artist being hesitant to express her true feelings and opinions, fearing judgment from others. She feels like what she has to say might sound self-absorbed, and she doesn't say half of what she thinks, leaving her wondering what she's thinking for. This lack of confidence in herself might be affecting her mental state, as she goes on to describe herself smelling dead flowers, listening to the walls, and she describes herself drinking from a leaky faucet and writing with a dried-up pen. All of these sensory details seem to communicate her feelings of being stuck, uninspired, and trapped in her own head.
She then starts to long for the days when she had an imaginary friend - someone who would listen, laugh, and cry with her. It's as if she misses the days when she was carefree and imaginative, and now that she's an adult, those feelings are harder to come by. Throughout the song, she feels isolated and alone in her thoughts, reminiscing about a time when she had a companion to keep her imagination alive.
Overall, the song seems to be about the difficulty of maintaining a sense of wonder and imagination as we grow older, and the loneliness that can come with feeling like we're the only ones experiencing these challenges.
Line by Line Meaning
It scares me to speak my mind
I'm afraid to express my thoughts and opinions
It might sound self absorbed
I worry that others will think I'm too self-centered
I don't say half of what I think
I hold back a lot of what's on my mind
I wonder what I'm thinking for
I question my own thoughts and motives
Smelling dead flowers
I'm surrounded by decay and loss
Listening to the walls again
I feel trapped and alone
Drinking from a leaky faucet
I'm accepting whatever I can get
And writing with this dried up pen
Everything feels lacking and uninspired
Wish I still had my imaginary friend
I long for the comfort and companionship of my imagination
And who needs to listen when
Why bother sharing when nobody wants to hear?
What do I have to sell
What value do I bring to the table?
Everyone's just waiting for their own turn
People only care about their own interests
Kinda like show and tell
It's just a superficial game we all play
Someone to listen
I need someone to hear me out
Someone to laugh
I want to share joy with another person
Someone to cry at the right times
I wish someone could understand and empathize with my pain
And I would call him up
I would reach out to my imaginary friend
But I don't remember his name
I've lost touch with my own imagination
Contributed by Natalie I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
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Sebsen13
This is ‘Hands’ not ‘Imaginary Friend’.
Sebsen13
Almost all of the songs from this album were erroneously labelled here.