Pocket Philosopher

Now I'm walking on my own two feet

The sun is shinning

My shadow's stretched across the street

And I meet the eyes of a stranger

I can't quite place him

And I wouldn't replace

For a second or a minute

Or an hour of the day

I turned the conner I was feeling good

All the birds were humming the bees are buzzing

In the trees all the leaves looked a little bit greener

And the air felt cleaner

Yeah I must been dreaming

For a second or a minute

And maybe that's ok

Hey come on let's play a song

Or two or three or four

Or five if you want more

Well maybe you got somewhere else to be

Be whoever you want to be

Whatever you want to see

Whatever you want to see

I was awoken by the morning light

My heart felt heavy I wasn't quite ready

To wake up or make up another good reason

One that is pleasing in a world without seasons

Cause the truth isn't pretty

When it hits you in the face

Hey come on let's play a song

Or two or three or four

Or five if you want more

Well maybe you got somewhere

Hey come on let's play a song

Or two or three or four

Or five if you want more

Or maybe I'll just sing myself back to sleep