Recorded with Wolfgang Zimmerman
Rialto Row 

Reachin’ in my pocket for some change
The change I need to move this way
And I wonder if you’ll think of me the same

Walkin’ down the street doesn’t feel the same
Even when you hold my hand and tell me it will be okay 
It won’t be okay

I don’t know where we go from here
I don’t know if it includes you dear 
I just know I belong 
Far away from here 

When I get to steppin’ I can’t stop 
It’s like I can’t turn my mind off 
The momentum is bringing me down
And each time I try to refrain
It just ends up all the same
The impending doom awaits 


I don’t know where we go from here
I don’t know if it includes you dear 
I just know I belong 
Far away from here 


I don’t carry pocket change light 
Cause even all the nickels and the dimes 
Add up to something 

And oh, well isn’t it funny how little value can feel so heavy?
and oh, isn't it funny 
how little value can feel so heavy

Pocket Change DEMO

Taylor Lee Czer