Mark Owen Lyrics
"Backpocket And Me"

Were all the same now,
Were all the same,
Were all the same now,
Were all the same,

In this picture,
Im going to try and get an overview,
In this picture,
The lines are blurred but my colors shining through,
I start with a canvas,
And think about what I want to achieve,
From another angle,
The paintings gonna make a print of me,
Choose the texture,

Carot gold the kind fit for a king,
But that aint what Im about,
So Ill take this earth and Ill mix it in,
Now my paintings ready to begin,
But how big should it be,
Big enough for the mantlepiece of every home,
Or small enough for my back pocket and me,

Were all the same now,
Were all the same,
Were all the same now,
Were all the same,

I start with the heart now,
The rest will develop from its beat,
As it takes shape,
The picture no longer resembles me,
It resembles every living thing Ive ever seen or heard,
From the heart of me to a flying bird,
So now how big should this picture be,
Should it fill the world or my back pocket and me,
In this picture,
Im going to try and get an overview,
In this picture,
The lines are blurred but my colors shining through,

Were all the same now,
Were all the same,
Were all the same now,
Were all the same,

Everything,
Everything will be ok,
It will be ok,
Cos now I know how this picture should be,
It should fill the world but it also should fill me,
My backpocket and me,

Were all the same now,
Were all the same,
Were all the same now,
Were all the same,

Everything,
Everything will be ok,
Everything,
Everything will be ok,
Everything,
Everything will be ok,
Were all the same now,
Were all the same.