So you're trying to do what they did

Your friends that turned to liquid

And got lost in a sea...

Now you're drowning me



With your talk of four-leaf clovers

You turn to rock the no-man

To be the ambient heart

That is bruising your karma



OhI wish my arms were wider

I wish that I could hide you

So you can rest and repair

Without the blanket of sorrow...



The thick and the gray

Your blanket of woe

Is so heavy and stained

And it only waste you down



Oh...



So you've thought that getting sober

Will mean your life was over...

I don't think it's that bad

I don't think it's that sad.



Just you sleep a little baby

Live the world alone and later

If you wake up alive

That old blanket of sorrow



Could be feathers and doom

Your blanket of woe

Would leave you alone

And I can only tell you to drown



Come to melet's drown

Come babylet's drown

In feathers and down.