("...he saw what, he would look in the rock and see what was in there and i guess that day he saw a skull; one of his dark days.")
Pockets
I went after the door through my living room
I don't wanna know the new from my room
Should I pull up the phone on the kitchen
so I can feel the dark while I'm doing all my dishes
To live in a house and have breathing
is a luxury when you understand its meaning
But even in the dusk am I dreaming?
a galaxy of stars above the ceiling
In my eye I'm understanding what I see
its hard to think 'bout all the time it takes
to get from the space to me
(yeah, they're everywhere)
Yeah, they're everywhere
wouldn't ever know where I should be
and there's the thinking
and I've been thinking
of the many little pennies
This different ocean
Wanna be good and stay queued
when we step inside the ocean
(Oh) stay grind
It's hard to sit myself down
and just think about the notion
Oh, I'm crying
shouldn't I be content with what I've got
and not seek dimes
(Oh) Am I denying
What I sought ? something that
I enjoyed but acquired
And I wonder if it's me who's just a thief
who's taking a stash and blazing the grass
digging a hole and digging it deep,
(and I'll dig for a while)
Yeah, I'll dig for a while
'cause I never know when to plant the seed
and I must start thinking
and I'm gonna (be) thinking
of the many little pennies
(but it's good)
It's good to be a... ?
It's good to be a... ?
And if I had some kind of need
Maybe the thing I need is the thing I've got
And if I look inside of me
I'll find the thing that gets me to the bottom
And I know that there are needy
some are good, yeah but some are rotten
Why should I motivate the needs
When I know my needs should be forgotten
Is it alright if we forget?
