I found a token in my coat

Blue from that old arcade

Rolled around with a bus receipt

And a gum wrapper from last May

You were laughing at the prize wall

Taped rings on a plastic bird

I still hear your lucky little shout

Even now, when the whole room's blurred

I turned it over in my hand

Cold like a tiny moon

Every dent still knew your thumb

Every scratch came back too soon

Pocket full of tokens

Pocket full of time

I keep one for the good days

I keep one for the line

Pocket full of tokens

Take me back in light

If I shake them in my palm

You come back to life

The clerk had gum on his gray shirt

The claw machine blinked red

You said, "Bet I can get that bear"

And I said, "Not a chance," and laughed instead

We walked home with sticky fingers

Cherry stains on our teeth

Now the only thing I win from it

Is a memory I can't keep

I turn it over in my hand

Like it might start to ring

Like it might open up the door

And let that whole place sing

Pocket full of tokens

Pocket full of time

I keep one for the good days

I keep one for the line

Pocket full of tokens

Take me back in light

If I shake them in my palm

You come back to life

If I find you in the crowd

I'll toss it at your feet

One small circle on the ground

And one old song between

Pocket full of tokens

Pocket full of time

I keep one for the good days

I keep one for the line

Pocket full of tokens

Take me back in light

If I shake them in my palm

You come back to life

Pocket full of tokens

Pocket full of time