Lyrics The Blankets Were The Stairs - Remastered - Sunny Day Real Estate
Lost
myself
When
pain
from
your
heart
Left
its
trace
In
written
words
Held
like
a
seam
I
have
no
hand
to
heal
I
can't
imagine
Your
emotions
Wrapped
around
Inferior
Hold
that
iron
Inferior
My
hand
to
heal
Your
wounds
won't
heal
My
longing
for
your
warm
embrace
Why
can't
it
see
Their
thinking
to
me
My
sense
of
one
is
open
Time
to
run
And
drink
like
Astiocles
So
sideways
Inferior
Hold
that
iron
Late
again
My
breathing
is
leaving
after
yours
Stay
one
time
Holding
things
I
know
you're
asking
for
You're
always
there
Inferior
My
time
to
let
it
go
My
brother
Hold
that
iron
Time
to
collide
Your
face
is
strong
Your
eyes
want
to
unfold
Inside
of
me
Inferior
Hold
that
iron
Late
again
My
breathing
is
leaving
after
yours
Stay
one
time
Holding
things
I
know
you're
asking
for
Throw
away
For
these
things
can
go
no
longer
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