Texty: Long Winters (The). When I Pretend To Fall. Blanket Hog.

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?