In Your Pockets Testo

Hold me care-tight, hold me spellbound
Golden hand held over new ground
Ancient whims have led us her
Calling things have chewed our ears
Skin's been drawn tight, breaking dawn-light

We're a well of [?] full heights
Oh, you're my place to go
[Thin?] your shadows [?] gathered
In your pocket, children gathered Oh, now you're all I know

If I walk near you I hear voices
Swirling truths and fractured choices
Rapture in the sycamores, spinning to the seed-strewn floor
[?] green shoots still as dead roots

Well met, well met, my dear one
Oh, you're my place to go
Seen your shadows [?] gathered
In your pockets, children gathered
Oh, now you're all I know

Mountains found us, rivers came by
All the green things, all the blue sky
Song of sorrow, song of death
Song to step out emptiness
Sing these songs of ages gone by
Song about the future
Oh, you're my place to go
[Thin?] your shadows, [?] gathered
In your pockets, children gathered
Oh, now you're all I know

We're a well of [?] full heights
Oh, you're my place to go
[Thin?] your shadows [?] gathered
In your pocket, children gathered
Oh oh, now you're all I know