Pocket Soul

Is it any wonder why i had a dream for that long?
Heading into nightmares, looking for the ghost of someone.
Had a couple favors, and ended up in all kinds of hell,
To look up and see the next one.

And liars are waiting.
Waiting to tell me i’m awake, acting out for someone;
Pitching off ideas for the screen.
Is it any nightmares?
Is just a pocket of souls,
To look up and see the next one?

God knows every time i fall in i push into some other life.
Pocket soul, reach for an illusion in pictures of someone you met.

Is it any wonder, waiting for red lights all day, moving on from someone, falling asleep in the rain?
Had a couple nightmares, fitting into pockets of soul so we could look up and see the next one coming.
I'm sure i’ll be waking up soon, sometime in the late noon, looking for a favor to try and fill my pockets with soul.
So when we're putting forth the big rest sleep will be impossible,
So we could look up and see the next one.

God knows every time i fall in i push into some other life.
Pocket soul,
Reach for an illusion in i....

God knows every time i fall in i push into some other life.
Pocket soul, reach for an illusion in pictures of someone you met.