Pocket

I want to go away
On a perfectly good day
I want to climb a hill
Watch the world as it stays still
Instead of moving frames
Oh paint me a picture
To keep in my pocket

I want to sail the seas
Depart without any warning
And leave the world I’ve known
Find a new one to call home
Instead of seeing it all
Oh give me a memory
To keep in my pocket

I've got these many hours
And the rest of my days
To make a living
And all I know is I haven’t
Mentioned my whereabouts
To anybody else

Had to take a rain check back at home
Granting myself time and space to roam
And maybe take a little something back
Take a little something back with me

I am running through woods
On my own, cause I could
And I am making it there
A place I don’t know where
And I am sinking a boat
While I’m learning to float
And I am counting my scars
Cause I’m proud of the wars
I’ve won

Waiting for my wings to grow
Through the summer and the snow
I’ll be here and taking my time
'Cause it’s mine

I've got these many hours
And the rest of my days
To make a living
And all I know is I haven’t
Mentioned my whereabouts
To anybody else

Had to take a rain check back at home
Granting myself time and space to roam
And maybe take a little something back
Take a little something back with me
Before I start again