IN YOUR POCKET

The sweetest secrets keep it warm
In your cool insipid gales
And all the locks in all the world
Could not keep in its wails

So deep the burdens bury down
Beneath your fuming eyes
Like all the lines above your brows
Can silence out your cries

Keep your pocket full of stars
Your basket full of dreams
And when you tumble watch them fall
Out through those open seams

Those distant memories full of grace
Will come to you like old light
Like stars from distant galaxies
That have fallen from your might.