Consoler Of The Lonely

Been sort of bleak weather-wise around here for over a week now with more clouds on the horizon. This song by The Raconteurs (Jack White and others) sort of captures the mood.

Consoler Of The Lonely

Haven't seen the sun in weeks
My skin is getting pale
Haven't got a mind left to speak
And I'm skinny as a rail

Lightbulbs are getting dim
My interests are starting to wane
I'm told it's everything a man could want
And I shouldn't complain

Conversations getting dull
There's a constant buzzing in my ears
Sense of humor's void and numb
And I'm bored to tears

I'm bored to tears, yeah...
I'm bored to tears, yeah...