In my pocket
I found something with your name on it
Should i drop it
Back to the earth where it came from
In your pocket
You stay stop it, stop it
And i caught it
Back in the pocket with the stains on it
In my pocket
(walking round the same bends
Falling on my -
Caught around the backs of the -
Catch you in the stitching in my pocket)
In my pocket
Feeling your pulse with the hand on it
And when i touch it
I can feel all of the mess in it
And in my pocket
I couldn’t stop it, stop it
And i lost it
In the pocket with the stains on it
In my pocket
(walking round the same bends
Falling on my -
Caught around the backs of the -
Catch you in the stitching in my pocket)
In my pocket
(always on the edge
Post 7 on the back of my
Thoughts that I can't explain
Stuck around the same bends
Falling on
Depth of my pocket
With the stain caught)
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