The pillow loses volume   below you   I move to give it life   The blanket has now fallen   all on you   The breeze gives my mind sight      I could rest here always   Wide eyed I lie and sigh because   I know the moment our feet meet the ground   it’s over and I’m closer to being bound to the blanket-go-round       Timidly I whisper   I kiss her   begging for some life   Asleep she cannot hear me   or feel me   I wait and watch the sun rise      I could rest here always   Wide eyed I lie and sigh because   I know the moment our feet meet the ground   it’s over and I’m closer to being bound to the blanket-go-round       Last week was the dancer   Next week I’ll have my answer   how we fit inside   Blankets serve one purpose and   I am very nervous   I’ll never find the one that keeps me warm   I have fooled my brain   into thinking blankets change   with each new owner they find   I curl up underneath   this week’s blanket and I sleep   thrilled but chilled again tonight      I could rest here always   Wide eyed I lie and sigh because   I know the moment our feet meet the ground   it’s over and I’m closer to being bound to the blanket-go-round