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.
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