Hypnotized
FLEETWOOD Lyrics

It's the same kind of story
This is a recurring story that has been told since ancient times.

That seems to come down from long ago
This story has been passed down through generations.

Two friends having coffee together
Two people are sitting and chatting while enjoying their coffee.

When something flies by their window
Suddenly, an object flies near the window they are sitting by.

It might be out on that lawn
The object might be outside on the wide lawn nearby.

Which is wide, at least half of a playing field
The lawn is so wide that it could easily qualify as half of a playing field.

Because there's no explaining what your imagination
The imagination is such an unpredictable and surprising element that it can conjure up anything.

Can make you see and feel
Sometimes, imagination can make you believe and experience things that may not be real.

Seems like a dream
The experience feels surreal, like a dream.

They got me hypnotized
The experience has put the person under a spell or trance that they cannot easily snap out of.

Now it's not a meaningless question
A question that was previously dismissed as unimportant now seems relevant and significant.

To ask if they've been and gone
It's pertinent to enquire whether the objects seen outside the window were just a fleeting appearance or a lasting presence.

I remember a talk about North Carolina
I recall a conversation about a place called North Carolina.

And a strange, strange pond
The conversation had mentioned a peculiar pond, unlike any other.

You see the sides were like glass
The walls of the pond were so clear and smooth that they resembled glass.

In the thick of a forest without a road
The pond was located in such a remote and dense forest that there was no defined path to reach it.

And if any man's hand ever made that land
If any human had built the pond on that land.

Then I think it would've showed
The construction of such an extraordinary pond would have surely been recorded in history.

And I know that's right
I am convinced that my belief or theory is correct.

They say there's a place down in Mexico
There's a rumor or tale about a location in Mexico.

Where a man can fly over mountains and hills
The place boasts of a mythical ability where a person can traverse mountains and hills without any conventional means of transport.

And he don't need an airplane or some kind of engine
The person doesn't require an airplane or a mechanical device to achieve this feat.

And he never will
The ability is so extraordinary that it's not likely to be duplicated or surpassed by anyone else.

Now you know it's a meaningless question
It's pointless to question the veracity of such a fantastic claim.

To ask if those stories are right
It's futile to question if the tales are true or not.

'Cause what matters most is the feeling
The importance of the story lies more in the emotions it evokes than its factual accuracy.

You get when you're hypnotized
The trance-like state the person enters when hearing these stories is the most crucial aspect.

Got me hypnotized
The person is still under the trance-like state even after the story's conclusion.