They know the art of screaming pillows
Scaring stiff the feathers inside
They have blessed the ones they wanted to curse
And made the pillow muffle more noises

Iron [bad word] from inside whis tears
Mellow women with dried - out faces
Thinking of their loneliness together
It does [bad word] smaller when shared , doesn't it ?

The drowsy pillow soaked with worries
Longing back to the days of the Ancient pillow wars
Dissect it and the worries
Will blow off whith the downs