By Fiona Apple
Date: 8 August 1999

Sullen Girl

Days like this, I don't know what to do with myself
All day-and all night
I wonder 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 shore and he took my peral -
And left an empty shell of me

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
Under the waves in the blue if my oblivion
It's calm inder the waves in the blur of my oblivion