The color of the sky as far as I can see is coal grey.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again.
With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my lips as if I might cry.
Well by the force of will my lungs are filled and so I breathe.
Lately it seems this big bed is where I never leave.
Shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
Quiver in my voice as I cry,
"What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away."
I hear the sound of a noon bell chime.
Now I'm far behind.
You've put in 'bout half a day
while here I lie
with a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my lip as if I might cry,
"What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away?"
Do I need someone here to scold me
or do I need someone who'll grab and pull me out of this four poster dull torpor pulling downward.
For it is such a long time since my better days.
I say my prayers nightly this will pass away.
The color of the sky is grey as I can see through the blinds.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again
with a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my voice as I cry,
"What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away?"
I shiver, quiver, and try to wake.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again.
With a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my lips as if I might cry.
Well by the force of will my lungs are filled and so I breathe.
Lately it seems this big bed is where I never leave.
Shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
Quiver in my voice as I cry,
"What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away."
I hear the sound of a noon bell chime.
Now I'm far behind.
You've put in 'bout half a day
while here I lie
with a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my lip as if I might cry,
"What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away?"
Do I need someone here to scold me
or do I need someone who'll grab and pull me out of this four poster dull torpor pulling downward.
For it is such a long time since my better days.
I say my prayers nightly this will pass away.
The color of the sky is grey as I can see through the blinds.
Lift my head from the pillow and then fall again
with a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather.
A quiver in my voice as I cry,
"What a cold and rainy day. Where on earth is the sun hid away?"
I shiver, quiver, and try to wake.
Lyrics submitted by kornchick
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The surprising thing is that the music is actually happy, or at least danceable. Surprising, since listening to the lyrics does not make you want to dance...
I say my prayers nightly this will pass away.
it's not just about a rainy day. It's obviously an ongoing problem. But i do agree it's interesting the way the music contrasts to the lyrics.
I especially like the lyrics: "Do I need someone here to scold me
or do I need someone who'll grab and pull me out of this four poster dull torpor pulling downward."
Often people close to those who are depressed handle their depression with anger....
Also I dont necessarily believe this song is about Natalie herself....could be anyone. She may not have even written the lyrics for this song (I am not really sure one way or the other)
I thought this song was rather upbeat and I couldn't figure out what she was singing given her wonderful style, so I came here. What a shock to read she'd penned my autobiography.
I'd just say anyone who wants to chime in this isn't about depression only does so out of their complete ignorance and has no idea what chronic depression is like to live with. Of course, that's just like people to have opinions about things they know nothing about and their own ego allows them to pretend to be an expert.