A Weather Seven Blankets lyrics

Seven blankets, aren't enough
to keep two hundred draughts, from getting in one bed.
I'm alright, or maybe will be if you wait a hundred days to go home.

I,
clean up real nice.
I'm sleeping straight through the night
these days.
I'm,
dead to the the world.
I'm sleeping straight, through the ice storm.

Waking to another world
where you don't have, to leave the house
to go to work.
Limited by stiffing and falling,
and getting "no", shaking your head
and coming back inside.

We
can make a fire.

We have enough food saved up for weeks.
And just,
before the pipes froze
I ran the faucet, and filled the tub.

A pear that loses all its juice,
a tooth that's coming loose,
a neck without a noose,
a fire in the chute,
the crinkle of
the newspaper lighting
up.
Your lip, it's turning blue.
The offer worries you.
We're stuck like we were glued
by your distaste (?)
We too were trying to be true and forgiving.