The Carpenters don’t have a song sad enough for when the rainy day also happens to be a Monday, and such is the conundrum in which we find ourselves this final week of summer. Is there a more gloomy and dreary scene than a dim, rainy Monday morning? It unfailingly saps a bit of the soul when it happens, yet rather than fight and wail and rail against it, I’m attempting to lean into the gloom and doom, to let the soul feel its sadness and disappointment, to pause and hopefully to heal.
This classic song by the Carpenters is almost too trite to post, but sometimes you don’t need to get too deep to resonate with such rawness. The Carpenters always managed to straddle that line between earnest and cloying – and today I’m erring on the side of earnest.
Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ oldSometimes I’d like to quitNothin’ ever seems to fitHangin’ aroundNothin’ to do but frownRainy days and Mondays always get me down…
What I’ve got they used to call the bluesNothin’ is really wrongFeelin’ like I don’t belongWalkin’ aroundSome kind of lonely clownRainy days and Mondays always get me down
Funny, but it seems I always wind up here with youNice to know somebody loves meFunny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to doRun and find the one who loves me (the one who loves me)
What I feel has come and gone beforeNo need to talk it out (talk it out)We know what it’s all aboutHangin’ around (hangin’ around)Nothin’ to do but frownRainy days and Mondays always get me down
Funny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to do (only thing to do)Run and find the one who loves me (ooh)
