In My Pocket

I'd like to put you in my pocket Put you in my pocket each day And watch the clouds

I was dropped onto my head once as a child Twice as a man, three times as a cloud

We are the empty people waiting Empty people waiting for love In alleyways above the clouds

You don't know who you are When you're living inside of a replica Safe inside where you are When you're living inside of a replica Lost from the very start When you're never really sure, it falls apart How does it feel? It's all too real

Along came Zachary with flowers Zachary with flowers for her And pocketful of ergh

Sometimes my head gets very cloudy Head gets very cloudy and empty Cloudy and empty And dead

You don't know who you are When you're living inside of a replica Safe inside where you are When you're living inside of a replica Lost from the very start When you're never really sure, it falls apart How does it feel? It's all too real

I'd like to put you in my pocket Put you in my pocket each day And watch the clouds

I was dropped onto my head once as a child Twice as a man, three times as a cloud