Blanket Hog
John Roderick
Do you believe it's day?
Roll us into a ball
All of your darkest smiles
Tempered by your sleeping eyes
Show me all your scars
Hold me by my arms
Burrow into a spot
My little blanket hog
Now that a year has gone
See how the blanket's worn
All to myself
All to myself
Do you believe it's day?