Under These Sheets

Late fees in a coffee cup

Unread messages glowing up

But here in this cotton cave

All that noise fades

Fades

Deadlines on the dresser wait

Voices in my head debate

Then the mattress pulls me down

Takes the weight from my chest somehow

Under these sheets

I disappear

Every sharp edge softens here

All of my storms

Turn to a quiet sea

Under these sheets

I can breathe

All of that pressure leaves

Nothing can touch me

When my bed is holding me

Phone face-down on the floor

Tomorrow knocking at the door

But the pillows say

"Not yet"

"Close your eyes

Forget

Forget"

Bills can sit in crooked stacks

World keeps spinning on its tracks

I just sink in cotton folds

Till my worries lose their hold

Under these sheets

I disappear

Every sharp edge softens here

All of my storms

Turn to a quiet sea

Under these sheets

I can breathe

All of that pressure leaves

Nothing can touch me

When my bed is holding me

Maybe I'm fragile

Maybe I'm tired

Maybe I'm burnt at every side

But here in this blanket sky

I don't need a reason why (mm)

Under these sheets

I disappear

Every sharp edge softens here

All of my storms

Turn to a quiet sea

Under these sheets

I can breathe

All of that pressure leaves

Nothing can touch me

When my bed is holding me (holding me)