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.
