Powderfinger pockets live

Right now you know, that I never arrived
I was too tired to move
I was gonna invent an elaborate excuse
but I'm tired of them too
Little pockets of air
in the atmosphere
make it easy to breathe
so farewell to
unpleasant scenes
I want you to stay, stay, stay
The blinding flash of circling stars
left relatively shallow scars
played you faux renassiance card
to starry eyed and wild applause
Little pockets of air
in the atmosphere
make it easy to breathe
so farewell to
unpleasant scenes
I want you to stay, stay, stay
I want you to stay, stay.
want you to stay, yeh.
want you to stay, stay.
its not your, your destination
something, something better happen
its not your, your destination
something, something better happen
oh, little pockets of air
in the atmosphere
make it easy to breathe
so farewell to
unpleasant scenes
yeah, i want you to stay, stay, stay.
i want you to stay, stay, stay.
oh, i want you to stay, stay, stay.
want you to stay, stay.