Blankets

Oh, the life you lead leads you to distraction
Confusing your desires with involuntary actions
A hundred thousand destinations and plans that you've forgotten
And the fruits of all your labor are slowly going rotten

And the blanket of this city will never keep you warm
And the pages of our history are prematurely worn
And all the time we need is passing every day
You can blame it on the words we never say

All the world is like strings of chain reactions
Never-ending fires, heartache, and attractions

And the blanket of this city will never keep you warm
And the pages of our history are prematurely worn
And all the time we need is passing every day
You can blame it on the words we never say