Из альбома: When I Pretend to Fall

Do you believe it's day?
roll us into a ball
all of your darkest smiles

tempered by your sleeping eyes
show me all your scars
hold me by my arms
burrow into a spot
my little blanket hog
now that a year has gone
see how the blanket's worn
all to myself
all to myself
do you believe it's day?

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