("...he saw what, he would look in the rock and see what was in there and i guess that day he saw a skull. one of his dark days.") pocketsssssssssss... when i look through the door of my living room i want another green room from my living room should i pull up the phone in my kitchen so I can feel the dark when i'm doing all my dishes to live in a house and have breathing is a luxury when you understand its meaning but even in the dusk am i dreaming? a galaxy of stars above our ceiling in my eyes i'm understanding what i see it's hard to think about the time it takes to give and the space to be (and everyone) yeah and everyone would ever know where i should be and there's the thinkin' and i've been thinkin' of the many little pennies. different oceans Why don't get a stick stuck inside the ocean? stay grind it's hard to set myself down and just think about the ocean oh, i'm crying soon to be content with what i've got (?) (?) something that i enjoy if i acquire and i wonder if it's me who's just a thief taking a stash that was in the grass diggin' a hole and diggin' it deep (you'll dig for a while) yeah you'll dig for a while cause you'll never know when i plant the seed and i'm still thinkin' and i've been thinkin' of the many little pennies and if i had some kind of need maybe the thing i need is the thing i've got and if i look inside of me i'll find the thing that gets me to the (bottom) and i know that there are needy some are good but some are rotten why should i motivate the needs when i know my needs should be forgotten is it alright, if we feel good?