Текст песни Blanket Of Sorrow

BLANKET OF SORROW

Well, I sang in your morning, I sang in your night.

Dusty old travels and forty watt lights.

But lovin' to you was like the sand in the river.

You call me 'my darling' and I call you 'Indian giver'.

With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed.

Four walls are a prison when your heart's in your head.

Your soul is an icebox when you go where you're led.

With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed.

Well, now daylight is here, the morning is come

but a blanket of sorrow still covers the sun.

Night isn't over, it's still dark outside.

Black blanket death now is nowhere to hide.
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With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed.

Four walls are a prison when your heart's in your head.

Your soul is an icebox when you go where you're led.

With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed.

With a blanket of sorrow I lay in your arms

but nothing will come of this pain.

I'm sorry, they told me, it's been felt before

and probably will be again.

With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed.

Four walls are a prison when your heart's in your head.

Your soul is an icebox when you go where you're led.

With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed.

- Jason Ringenberg