Wild Imagination - Kurt Vile

I’m looking at you

But it’s only a picture so I take that back

But it ain’t really a picture

It’s just an image on a screen

You can imagine if I was though, right?

Just like I can imagine you can imagine it, can’t you?

I got a wild imagination

Give it some time

Give ya some time

I’m laughing out loud

So much it appears that I’m crying babe, yes

Come out on the porch, mama

I’ll tell you about my past

There’s believers and lovers

And druggers and dreamers

And drunkards and schemers

And I’m afraid that I am feeling much too many feelings

Simultaneously, at such a rapid clip