Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Verse 1

The blossoms are falling

 Making a white path, across the grass

Thunderheads are building, your skin tightens

And you wait for the flash

Across the street, the boys are laughing

As they was each other's cars

They turn up the hip hop, white boys

Rappin with the black stars

Intro x2

Chorus

Are you in the pocket of the moment in this particular second

Screwed into the socket of the moment in this particular second

Where time cannot be reckoned

Are you in the pocket of the moment

Intro x2

Verse 2

Overhead a rumble, it's not thunder

It's a 747

The postman grumbles, it's past eleven

The street is sixth, it should be seventh

You hear the chiming of the ice cream truck

Rambling like in a dream

I hear your footsteps behind me

The sweetest eddy in the stream

Intro x2

Solo

Verse x4

Chorus

Are you in the pocket of the moment in this particular second

Screwed into the socket of the moment in this particular second

Where time cannot be reckoned

Are you in the pocket of the moment

Solo 2

x8

Chorus

Are you in the pocket of the moment in this particular second

Screwed into the socket of the moment in this particular second

Where time cannot be reckoned

Are you in the pocket of the moment

Intro x4