POCKETFUL OF METEORS lyrics

I found a spoon in my coat And it looked like a silver Moon You said: Pick a lane, any lane So I drove toward a cartoon There was bread on the dashboard And a map made out of gum I laughed so hard I spilled my name Now the whole room hums Turn it over Turn it around Little weird thing Pulling me down I don't know why I can't stop now Pocketful of meteors Pocketful of meteors You shake them loose, I come back more Pocketful of meteors Pocketful of meteors One small spark, and I want more (Pocketful of meteors) At the laundromat lobby A kid in boots counted stars I bought two lemons, one old key And a candy bar with scars You wore that grin like a dare Like you knew my crooked plan I kept a match in my sleeve Just to see if it would stand Turn it over Turn it around Little weird thing Pulling me down I don't know why I can't stop now Pocketful of meteors Pocketful of meteors You shake them loose, I come back more Pocketful of meteors Pocketful of meteors One small spark, and I want more (Pocketful of meteors) If the world wants tidy lines I draw rockets in the rain If they say: Grow up, settle down I say: Watch me do it again Hold my hand, we can slip Through the crack in the floor I was bored of being small Now I'm knocking on the door Pocketful of meteors Pocketful of meteors You shake them loose, I come back more Pocketful of meteors Pocketful of meteors One small spark, and I want more (Pocketful of meteors)