Blanket

Too near to lie

Too dear to try

It was never that which you could not be

Fill the world with sorrow

Cut away to plain

Like a winter and a name

I couldn't take the pain

Broken hand

Splinter out of frame

Watch the paint dry on the wall

Feel the pain before you fall

It was never that which you could not be

Fill the world with sorrow

Cut away to plain

Like a winter and a name

I couldn't take the pain

Broken hand

Splinter out of frame

Like a morning plan

Smell the paint dry on the wall

Right the frame before you fall

Cut away to plain

Like a winter and a name

I couldn't take the pain

Broken hand

Splinter out of frame

Broken hand

Wouldn't be the same

Not a morning man