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