Avey Tare - Oliver Twist lyrics

("...he saw what, he would look in the rock and see what was in there and I guess that day he saw a skull. One of his dark days.") Pockets... Oh when I look through the door of my lean-to, I don't know another lean room from my room Should I pull up the floor of my kitchen So I can feel the dirt while I'm doing all my dishes To live in a house that is breathing Is a luxury when you understand its meaning But even in a box am I dreaming Of a galaxy of stars above our ceiling. And my eye isn't understanding of what I see, It's hard to think about the time it takes To get from one space to me (and it may take a while) It may take a while 'cause I never know where I should be And then I start thinkin', and I'm thinkin' Of the many dirty pennies and Different motions Mine'll be kind of sticky lately stuck inside the ocean Oh, city grind It's hard to sit myself down And just think about the ocean Oh, am I crying? Shouldn't I be content with what I've got, and not seek dimes? Or am I denying myself it's Something that I'd enjoy if I acquire And I wonder if it's me who's just a thief, Taking the stash and blazin' the gra** Diggin' a hole and diggin' it deep (and I dig for a while) Yeah, I dig for a while cause I never know When to plant the seed And then I start thinkin', and I'm thinking Of the many dirty pennies (it's going to be a fine night tonight, it's going to be a fine day tomorrow) And if I have some kind of need Maybe the thing I need is the thing I've got And if I look inside of me I find the thing that can't be took or bought And I know that there are needy Some are good, yeah, but some are rotten Why should I motivate my needs When I know my greed should be forgotten Is it alright if we feel good?