Pockets On Fire

13+14/08/1996   annA rydeR© Copyright Control
Guitar Dropped D capo 3 (F)

You’ve got a pocketful of grime
It’s been building up
And every time you look for something
You can’t see what you’ve got

And then you get all covered in dirt
With the things you didn’t know you had
Buried deep in the lining
They seem to be making you sad
 
With things from your children
Things from your mother
Things from your sister
Things from your lover
The things in your pockets are weighing you down
I don’t see how you get around

BUT YOU CAN BE A FATHER
YOU CAN BE A BROTHER OR SON
YOU CAN BE A LOVER
BUT YOU DON’T BELONG TO ANYONE

You got paper hankies and bits of straw
And money that’s out of date
You got sand from the beach and children’s sweets
You carry around such weight

And the things that you keep in your pockets
Remind you of them all
You’re thinking about them, thinking about them
All they have to do is call

OH I’VE GOT A SECRET DESIRE TO SET YOUR POCKETS ON FIRE
OH I’VE GOT A SECRET DESIRE

YOU CAN BE A FATHER…
BUT YOU DON’T BELONG TO ANYONE
YOU DON’T BELONG TO ANYONE
YOU DON’T BELONG TO ANYONE

You got a key for a front door
You’ll never open again
And a photo of someone who changed long ago
But you couldn’t tell when

You got things from yourself when you were someone else
Now when you find you’re running out of time
All you’ve got is a pocket, a pocketful of grime

OH I’VE GOT A SECRET DESIRE TO SET YOUR POCKETS ON FIRE
OH I’VE GOT A SECRET DESIRE
 
Things from your children, things from your mother
Things from your sister, things from your lover
The things in your pockets are weighing you down
I don’t see how you get around
 
BUT YOU CAN BE A FATHER
YOU CAN BE A BROTHER OR SON
YOU CAN BE A LOVER
BUT YOU DON’T BELONG TO ANYONE
YOU DON’T BELONG TO ANYONE
YOU DON’T BELONG, YOU DON’T BELONG
YOU DON’T BELONG

Recording: Track 10 Pockets On Fire and Track 2 annA rydeR’s Tour with Fairport Convention ‘99