I Can Only Imagine

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Thank you.

I found a song

that saved me through a time.

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,

who could write this?

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?

I'm gonna teach you

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?

I guess so, a little bit.

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,

one summer in junior high,

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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