The Moon In Your Pocket - Masters Of Reality

When the moon falls right out of your pocket

When a dime won’t buy time of the day

You can push you can pull you can knock it

Let the tide take your troubles away

When you’re pulled by the tide of the morning

When your eyes slowly drifted away

There’s a hand and it’s out there before me

Listen hard for the pound of the waves

Listen hard for the pound of the waves

When you’re pulled by the tide of the morning

When your eyes slowly drifted away

There’s a hand and it’s out there before me

Listen hard for the pound of the waves

Listen hard for the pund of the waves

Waves

Waves

Waves

When the moon falls right out of your pocket

When a dime won’t buy time of the day

You can push you can pull you can knock it

Let the tide take your troubles away

Let the tide take your troubles away