My absolute favorite song. It's about depression, most definately. Finding beauty in simple things (watching puddles gather rain), dreaming of love (pour some tea for two; i just want someone to say to me, I'll always be there when you wake, ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today, so stay with me and I'll have it made ), staying true to yourself (speak my point of view but it's not sane), and overall hoping that someone will come along and love you for who you are.
Is “No Rain” about a depressed person? It may be. It’s known to be about the lyricist’s ex, and though it appears to take her point of view, it hardly comes across as sympathetic.
Is “No Rain” about a depressed person? It may be. It’s known to be about the lyricist’s ex, and though it appears to take her point of view, it hardly comes across as sympathetic.
“All I can say”
I’m starting out on the defensive, or my range of conversation topics is extremely limited, or both.
“All I can say”
I’m starting out on the defensive, or my range of conversation topics is extremely limited, or both.
“my life is pretty plain”
Given that I do the insane things I’m about to describe, I should still be likeable because I’m ordinary. In other words, I assume that everyone’s insane and that I’m just one of the nuts, so I should fit right in.
“I like watchin’ the puddles gather rain”
I get a lot out of my long crying spells.
“all I can do is just pour some tea for two and speak my point of view, but it’s not sane”
I’m such a loser that no one wants to come hear me vent, I’m crazy enough to pretend otherwise, and that sums up how I spend my days.
“Ya know I’d like to keep my cheeks dry today, so stay with me and I’ll have it made”
It’s not “we’ll have it made”. Let me use you, at least for today, to listen to my maunderings.
“I don’t understand why I sleep all day and I start to complain that there’s no rain”
Why are my relationships so dismal that my best options are to either zone out or sit alone crying?
“…all I can do is read a book to stay awake, and it rips my life away, but it’s a great escape”
I waste my life on fantasy, because doing anything with anyone real, including sex, is a drag.
“Ya don’t like my point of view”
Well, who do I think I am, Rosanna Arquette? Going for a guy just because he’s a rock lyricist is the fast path to getting memorialized in sarcasm. The upbeat music drives home the point that he lacks the least care about the troubles – true or fictional – described in the lyrics. In the music video, at least, the misfit at last finds more of her own kind.
My absolute favorite song. It's about depression, most definately. Finding beauty in simple things (watching puddles gather rain), dreaming of love (pour some tea for two; i just want someone to say to me, I'll always be there when you wake, ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today, so stay with me and I'll have it made ), staying true to yourself (speak my point of view but it's not sane), and overall hoping that someone will come along and love you for who you are.
Is “No Rain” about a depressed person? It may be. It’s known to be about the lyricist’s ex, and though it appears to take her point of view, it hardly comes across as sympathetic.
Is “No Rain” about a depressed person? It may be. It’s known to be about the lyricist’s ex, and though it appears to take her point of view, it hardly comes across as sympathetic.
“All I can say” I’m starting out on the defensive, or my range of conversation topics is extremely limited, or both.
“All I can say” I’m starting out on the defensive, or my range of conversation topics is extremely limited, or both.
“my life is pretty plain” Given that I do the insane things I’m about to describe, I should still be likeable because I’m ordinary. In other words, I assume that everyone’s insane and that I’m just one of the nuts, so I should fit right in.
“I like watchin’ the puddles gather rain” I get a lot out of my long crying spells.
“all I can do is just pour some tea for two and speak my point of view, but it’s not sane” I’m such a loser that no one wants to come hear me vent, I’m crazy enough to pretend otherwise, and that sums up how I spend my days.
“Ya know I’d like to keep my cheeks dry today, so stay with me and I’ll have it made” It’s not “we’ll have it made”. Let me use you, at least for today, to listen to my maunderings.
“I don’t understand why I sleep all day and I start to complain that there’s no rain” Why are my relationships so dismal that my best options are to either zone out or sit alone crying?
“…all I can do is read a book to stay awake, and it rips my life away, but it’s a great escape” I waste my life on fantasy, because doing anything with anyone real, including sex, is a drag.
“Ya don’t like my point of view” Well, who do I think I am, Rosanna Arquette? Going for a guy just because he’s a rock lyricist is the fast path to getting memorialized in sarcasm. The upbeat music drives home the point that he lacks the least care about the troubles – true or fictional – described in the lyrics. In the music video, at least, the misfit at last finds more of her own kind.