the color of the sky as far as i can see is coal gray
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 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
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
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 gray 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
Artist: 10 000 Maniacs
Year: 1988
Decade: 80s
Language: en
Word Count: 115