Blake & Brayden Beckner Blankets And Pillows
Build a fort, build a house, build a home
Build it out of blankets and pillows
My, what a world
Oh no, it's raining
The sun is having fit
I am getting, I am getting awfully sick of it
I am young, so are you
Heard a tick, heard a tock
Used to run before I walked
Now I get out of bed with a pounding in my head
Sailing on a vacant sea
Only you and me can really ever be
In this jungle where we lay
All our fears are just a second thought away
I was young, so were you
Heard a tick, heard a tock
Used to run before I walked
Now I get out of bed with the sirens in my head
