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How much will your pockets hold?

I remember young, lolly scrambles
When they would fall between my fingers
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Do you think they did it on purpose
When they stuck rocks in a circle
And left no instructions
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Summer has a taste
I guess they all do
But summer is worth mentioning
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Theres nothing in a bar between the bottle and me
Save the sweat that clings to the glass
And my hunger
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I’ve made jumps
From rocky ledge to rocky ledge
Believing the next like grass brighter
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Pockets

How much will your pockets hold?

I remember young, lolly scrambles
When they would fall between my fingers
And the others would gather the fallen

But how much will your pockets hold

I hadnt thought to hoard

The things I missed would be found again
But my hands held enough

Would there be room enough
For more than you to play
With your bulging pockets?

Surely you’ve seen us all
Standing at the side
Queueing to be part of your life
While you run frantic
Removing the reasons
For us to meet

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