[Verse] My dad once told me, "It's like a pocket, son," But I found out the truth as I moved along, This life ain't simple, it’s a winding road, Not like a pocket, more like a heavy load. [Verse 2] Thought his words were wisdom, holding secrets tight, But the world’s full of twists that come to light, His advice seemed strange, not the perfect fit, Life's way more tangled, not that simple hit. [Chorus] Pocket-sized tales he gave with pride, But living showed me, there's more to life, Complicated days and restless nights, Not just pocket thoughts to make it right. [Verse 3] It ain't great advice, but he tried his best, Maybe to shield me from life's true test, But as I grew older, had to find my way, Ain't no pocket life where troubles fade. [Chorus] Pocket-sized tales he gave with pride, But living showed me, there's more to life, Complicated days and restless nights, Not just pocket thoughts to make it right. [Verse 4] Sometimes I miss that naive simple dream, Wish life was pockets and not a rugged stream, But through the struggles, I learned to cope, Found my own wisdom, a deeper hope.
