Saying all about me these days...

Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
all day -- and all night
I wander the halls along the walls and under my
breath
I say to myself
I need fuel -- to take flight

And there's too much going on
but it's calm under the waves, in the blue of my
oblivion
Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

Is that why they call me a sullen girl -- sullen
girl
They don't know I used to sail the deep and tranquil
sea
But he washed me ashore and he took my pearl --
and left and empty shell of me

Under the waves in the blue of my oblivion
It's calm under the waves in the blue of my oblivion

- Fiona Apple, in Sullen Days.