The pillow loses volume
below you
I move to give it life
The blanket has now fallen
all on you
The breeze gives my mind sightI could rest here always
Wide eyed I lie and sigh because
I know the moment our feet meet the ground
its over and Im closer to being bound to the blanket-go-roundTimidly I whisper
I kiss her
begging for some life
Asleep she cannot hear me
or feel me
I wait and watch the sun riseI could rest here always
Wide eyed I lie and sigh because
I know the moment our feet meet the ground
its over and Im closer to being bound to the blanket-go-roundLast week was the dancer
Next week Ill have my answer
how we fit inside
Blankets serve one purpose and
I am very nervous
Ill never find the one that keeps me warm
I have fooled my brain
into thinking blankets change
with each new owner they find
I curl up underneath
this weeks blanket and I sleep
thrilled but chilled again tonightI could rest here always
Wide eyed I lie and sigh because
I know the moment our feet meet the ground
its over and Im closer to being bound to the blanket-go-round