The Blankets Were The Stairs Sunny Day Real Estate

[Verse 1]
Lost myself
When pain from your
Heart left its trace
In written words
Held like a seam
I have no hand to heal
I can't imagine
Your emotions
Wrapped around

[Pre-Chorus]
Inferior
Hold that iron
Inferior

[Verse 2]
My hand to heal
Your wounds won't heal
My longing for your warm embrace
Why can't it see
The thinking to me
My sense of one is open
Time to run
And drink like Astiocles
So sideways