POCKETLESS COAT
(Male) I wanna be buried one day when I'm old
In a suit with the pocket cut-out of the jacket
Cause I want my last fashion statement
To let my brothers know
-This world's toys will please you
But you can't take it when you go
Its not what you bring along that saves you
Its what you left for others when you rode
The long ride of life is short
Chorus: About this time tommorrow
This train will leave its tracks
The last station in your journey
The last moment you have to look back
The clock is surely ticking Are you wearing your pocketless coat?
Are you wearing your pocketless coat?
- (Female) I wanna be buried one day when I'm old
In a locket with the portrait cut-out of the frame
Cause I want my last romantic gesture To let my sisters know
Are you grabbing your pocketless coat?
-These silly boys may please you
But you can't take them when you go
Its not who you bring along that saves you
Its who you changed when you rode
The long ride of life is short
(Repeat Chorus, but with pictureless locket)
(Both Vocals)
When are we gonna learn my children
There is nothing here and nobody to hold
Those plaques and portraits on the wall can't save you
This life is not your home
This world is just a hotel room
Are you wearing your pictureless locket?
Are you grabbing your pocketless coat?
Right before the elevator to atmosphere opens
You climb on board and God closes its doors
Will you be holding to the furniture
Will you be clinging to a portraitless locket
Or be glad you wore a pocketless coat?
Are you grabbing your pocketless coat?
Prayer for Those Seeking a Pocketless Coat
The Aleph and Tav, Alpha and Omega, who begins and ends the Clock of Time
We ask that you teach us to Number our Days and our Minutes Carefully
We ask that you teach us to hold our Hours Close, and our Loved Ones Close more Hours
We ask that you lead us to those Hearts we are to Love,
While we still have Sand in the Hourglass to Love Them With
We ask that our Death be made a Beautiful Moment Completed
We ask that our Last Day be the change to a Solemn Season to our Children
Not just the day when their Money Machine Broke Down
We ask that our Hearts be filled with Joy when you Smile on Us
Not just because we hear the empty clamor of man’s short lived Applause
We ask that our Lives establish your Kingdom of Truth and Love on the Earth
Not just build our Castles of Sand and our “Empire of Dirt”
“Sons of Adam are a vapor, sons of man are an illusion. In balanced scales they go up— altogether they are less than a breath.”
Psalm 62:10 Tree of Life Version
Resources: “Journey of Desire” by John Eldredge
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