Sundays
Navigating the Sunday Blues: Izaak Opatz's Melancholic Reflection
Lyrics
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
I struggle to get through Sunday.
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Reiterates the difficulty of enduring Sundays.
Monday through Saturday
From Monday to Saturday, I manage fine.
I get by just fine
I cope adequately on those days.
Every other day of the week
On all the other days, I feel okay.
I feel alright
I generally feel alright during the week.
I don't know why, I don't know why
Uncertain about the reason behind the Sunday struggle.
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Continued difficulty enduring Sundays.
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Repeats the ongoing struggle with Sundays.
Sunday's supposed to be the day
Sunday is meant for relaxation and comfort.
For kicking off your shoes
A time to unwind and relax.
So how come that's the day
Why does this relaxing day bring sadness?
I always get the blues?
I consistently feel melancholic on Sundays.
I don't know why, I don't know why
Confusion about the reason behind Sunday blues.
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Continued struggle with Sundays.
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Emphasizes difficulty getting through Sundays.
Ever since you had to go
Since you departed, I continue living.
I just carry on
I carry on with life despite missing you.
But deep down inside I know
I sense something is wrong deep inside.
There's something wrong
An intuition of underlying issues.
I don't know why, I don't know why
Uncertainty persists regarding the cause.
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Continued struggle to endure Sundays.
I can't seem to make it through Sunday
Reiteration of the ongoing difficulty on Sundays.
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