Friendship Blanket
Fleet foxes Sun it rises
The sound we hear when no ones around
that's the sound of our thoughts hitting the ground
the sound of reality bearing down on thee
so to speak
it makes you think
and makes you shrink
at the thought of brothers
no need for cover
you are one of others
a product of lovers
in warmth you'll be smothered
for all the trouble it's worth,
life's not meant to be experienced
through the ideas of a few
open your heart
let in someone one new
being alone
is like being sick
it only hurts
and it kills quick,
let friendship
be your blanket
allow it to cover,
share your life
with new people
and in the warmth of others.
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