[Verse 1] I picked a card off the floor It said, "Go left, then maybe more" A bus went by with a broken horn I laughed like I had been warned [Pre-Chorus] Now the dust starts to dance In the cracks of my shoes Could be luck, could be chance Could be something to do [Chorus] Pocket full of rocks Pocket full of rocks I keep what I find And I like what I got Pocket full of rocks Pocket full of rocks A little bit strange Is a whole lotta fun [Verse 2] There’s a blue spoon in my bag A faded map in a paper tag A chipped red ring from a carnival game Every small thing knows my name [Pre-Chorus] Now the dust starts to dance In the cracks of my shoes Could be luck, could be chance Could be something to do [Chorus] Pocket full of rocks Pocket full of rocks I keep what I find And I like what I got Pocket full of rocks Pocket full of rocks A little bit strange Is a whole lotta fun [Bridge] If the road goes wild I’ll still hold on To the weird little proof That I belonged I don’t need gold I don’t need more Just a handful of wonders And a bent-up door [Final Chorus] Pocket full of rocks Pocket full of rocks I keep what I find And I like what I got Pocket full of rocks Pocket full of rocks A little bit strange Is a whole lotta fun
