Trout Fishing In America 11 Easy Steps
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) I'm still spinning round, but I'm lowering my orbit, My feet don't touch the ground, sometimes I drag my knees; Over the fences, over the plain, Holdin' the canvas that's holdin' the rain, I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me. I'm still spinning around, coloring my senses, Helicopter dance, the cotton-cloudy day, Out through the window, over the trees, Follow the rivers right down to the seas, I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me. Dream the endless dream, memories erase themselves Childhood just becomes a box stored upon the closet shelves. Dream the endless dream, memories replace themselves Believe in fantasies; look into your eyes, I see myself. Climbin' a rope ladder over the wall, I can be anything at all, I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me. I'm still spinning round, but I'm lowering my orbit, My feet don't touch the ground, sometimes I drag my knees; Over the fences, over the plain, Holdin' the canvas that's holdin' the rain, I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me. Climbin' a rope ladder over the wall, I can be anything at all, I know imagination's the only thing that can stop me; That can stop me.
