Pockets - Powderfinger

Right now you know, that I never arrived

I was too tired to move

I was gonna invent an elaborate excuse

But I’m tired of them too

Little pockets of air

In the atmosphere

Make it easy to breathe

So farewell to

Unpleasant scenes

I want you to stay, stay, stay

The blinding flash of circling stars

Left relatively shallow scars

Played you faux renassiance card

To starry eyed and wild applause

Little pockets of air

In the atmosphere

Make it easy to breathe

So farewell to

Unpleasant scenes

I want you to stay, stay, stay

I want you to stay, stay

Want you to stay, yeh

Want you to stay, stay

Its not your, your destination

Something, something better happen

Its not your, your destination

Something, something better happen

Oh, little pockets of air

In the atmosphere

Make it easy to breathe

So farewell to

Unpleasant scenes

Yeah, i want you to stay, stay, stay

I want you to stay, stay, stay

Oh, i want you to stay, stay, stay

Want you to stay, stay