it seems like everyday i walk my life away just dont get it no no nothing falls in place i cant find the pocket i just cant seem to sync up with logic im caught in the objects i just cant seem to find that pocket i wrecked my face trying to figure out time and space but i just dont get it looking for the now in the wrong place i cant find the pocket i just cant seem to sync up with logic im an off light socket i just cant seem to find that pocket all that you find when you see things falling down in a way is a soon you never can take cause all your time is gone runnin in place runnin to the next race and i know im gonna get it mama so i could trick my fate i cant find the pocket im lost in time and objects im looking for a prophet ill be fine when i find that pocket