Sarah Masen Album: Carry Us Through Track: Stores in My Pockets
Stores in My Pockets Lyrics
Monday's got us running to our knees again It seems we're always waiting on the floor Our destination Sunday is full of the unknown But we're building our own bridges to the shore In hopes for so much more Silent eyes are watching we're beginning to explore But the lights are growing dim because we are poor Isn't this the place we're practicing belief Seems we're always looking at the door In hopes for so much more And the Stories in my pockets are the best I've ever lived So what if they don't sell sell sell I'll take you out for coffee and we'll talk about D.C. And Philly underneath October moons Fall is walking us into a cold December wind And maybe we won't last too long But maybe we will make it to play a brave new song Mixing up the failure with the new In hopes for something true And the paintings on the walls here are the best we've ever done An experiment In abstract dreams And the colors are colliding in strange redemptive hues What we got here is a good slow burn What we got here is a good true thing A good true thing, a good true thing Stories in my pockets are the best I've ever lived And so what if they don't sell sell sell I'll take you out for coffee and we'll talk about D.C. And Philly underneath October moons And Colorado's sweeping news And L.A. keeping four 'in time You're always setting dreams on fire Always setting dreams on fire
