[Intro] (Fabric pats: Poof... poof... Thread snaps: Snap! Zipper pulls: Zzz-zip) Pilled cotton with a hole in the seam. The only safe place for an ordinary dream. [Verse 1] (Gentle Dragging Slumber Cadence) Mother said: "Throw it out, buy a feather down." I moved it through four apartments in this town. Poof goes the quilt when I kick out my feet, The cheapest little fortress on the noisy street. A little white cotton leaking from the side, Where all my midnight worries go to hide. Smells like old detergent and rainy afternoons, Humming along to familiar quiet tunes. [Pre-Chorus] (Zipper Pulls Slow - Eyes Heavy) Pull the zipper up . . . (zzz-zip) . . . chin to the chest . . . Finally giving this heavy spine a rest . . . [Chorus 1] (Warm Addictive Blanket Hook) POOF-SNAP-WARM! Wrap the world away! I don't want a new blanket today! Old thread holding all the pieces tight, Keeping me safe in the middle of the night! (Tuck the corners in . . . POOF-SNAP-WARM!) [Verse 2] Sirens scream down the avenue two blocks out, Nothing under this quilt that I care about. The air-con rattles on the window sill, Protecting my shoulders from the early autumn chill. It ain't stylish, it ain't clean or neat, Just pure soft shelter from my head down to my feet. [Chorus 2] (Warm Addictive Blanket Hook) POOF-SNAP-WARM! Wrap the world away! I don't want a new blanket today! Old thread holding all the pieces tight, Keeping me safe in the middle of the night! [Bridge] (Whispered Slumber Solo: Just fabric rustling and breathing slowing down) Don't buy me silk . . . Don't buy me new . . . Just leave me here with the faded blue . . . (Long slow exhale). [Chorus 3] (Tender Spiritual Drift) DRIFT OFF TO SLEEP! Let the eyelids fall! I don't need to answer to the morning call! Beaten-up fabric, ten years old, Worth a hundred times its weight in gold! [Outro] Poof. Zzz-zip. Snore soft. Goodnight, world.
