For reasons that don't concern ya'll, this song has a visceral effect on me. Even before the words start, the first bars of music are powerful enough to squeeze my heart. Tightly.
It's effect has been consistent and unchanged over time, so I thought I'd share the lyrics. Actually just heard it within the last few hours on my iPod random shuffle.
It was a song I had liked before, but I can remember when that changed: exactly where I was, the date on the calendar, the view from where I was sitting (literally and figuratively) when this song became alive to me in such a gut-wrenching way. Hello, Mr. Dark Cloud Never thought that we would meet so soon Never thought I'd bundle up in June
Funny how the fog rolls Funnier that I'd know who to blame Never thought I'd have to own this pain
If all that's good and true comes from heaven Then what's a girl to do when it rains?
And I'm sayin' why, why, why, why? I'm shakin' a fist in the dark, and I'm askin' why, why, why, why? Why does it keep getting harder To say thanks?
Tell me what's a girl to do...
Even fields of flowers Dressing in their best because of You Knowing they are blessed to be in bloom
But what about November When the air is cold and wet winds blow Do they understand why they can't grow?
And I'm sayin' why, why, why, why? I'm shakin' a fist in the dark, and I'm askin' why, why, why, why? Why does it keep getting harder To say thanks?
And I could not pretend to know the difference Between the storms You send and those I find
