Letra de Blankets

White walls that kept the secrets and all the whispers underneath the linens
That brush against my feet
White noise ringing to the rhythm of a clock that's ticking
And singing me to sleep
Blank stares at the ceiling
Lie down, just keep breathing
Goodnight, sleep tight
Eyes closed, hope this dream would not end
Yet the cold still crept around the room
That you used to keep warm
And this blanket's too short
Creases of the sheets on the right side of the bed
And this pillow is no longer familiar
Familiar
Unfamiliar
This blanket's too short