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Jason And The Scorchers Miscellaneous Blanket Of Sorrow BLANKET OF SORROW Well, I sang in your morning, I sang in your night. Dusty old travels and forty watt lights. But lovin' to you was like the sand in the river. You call me 'my darling' and I call you 'Indian giver'. With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed. Four walls are a prison when your heart's in your head. Your soul is an icebox when you go where you're led. With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed. Well, now daylight is here, the morning is come but a blanket of sorrow still covers the sun. Night isn't over, it's still dark outside. Black blanket death now is nowhere to hide. With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed. Four walls are a prison when your heart's in your head. Your soul is an icebox when you go where you're led. With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed. With a blanket of sorrow I lay in your arms but nothing will come of this pain. I'm sorry, they told me, it's been felt before and probably will be again. With a blanket of sorrow I lie in my bed. Four walls are a prison when your heart's in your head. Your soul is an icebox when you go where you're led. With a blanket of sorrow I die in your bed. - Jason Ringenberg |
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