Posted by ae on May 13, 2004, at 20:51:22
In reply to Songs about depression, posted by finelinebob on May 9, 2004, at 20:32:15
Hi all, haven't posted here in ages (and never posted very frequently before), but started lurking again and love this thread. The "four poster dull torpor pulling downward" pretty much sums it up for me.
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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