Released: November 26, 1996
Featuring: Sinéad O’Connor
Songwriter: Richard Wright Anthony Moore
Producer: Anthony Moore Richard Wright
[Verse 1: Sinéad O'Connor]
I'm ill with a fever, I feel like a child
I lay in the dark 'till morning came
It's so unoriginal
And I feel it worse at night
And I know it's not terminal
But I'm near half-dead with fright
And freezing cold
[Verse 2: Sinéad]
But sooner than wake up, to find it all unchanged
I'll sleep through the day 'till the daylight ends
Cause it's all so familiar, as it comes around again
The same taste to everything
The same unbroken chain
That still remains
[Verse 3: Sinéad]
With morning I rise
A dream that won't leave me
You're sad, naked and pale
And you're reaching for the rail
[Verse 4: Richard Wright]
You took a look inside, how could you peel away
Or break the shell, the hurt you've hidden so well, for all your days
And you're going down
As you slip beneath the waves
Won't make a sound
Won't even leave a trace before you
[Verse 5: Sinéad & Wright]
I hear an appaling sigh from the street below
And it's creeping fear congealed in stone, that paves the crazy road
And all are succumbing and they look so hopelessly
At the heartbreak, it's easy to deal with
Just take these and you'll really never feel it
I'm ill with a fever, I feel like a child
I lay in the dark 'till morning came
It's so unoriginal
And I feel it worse at night
And I know it's not terminal
But I'm near half-dead with fright
And freezing cold
[Verse 2: Sinéad]
But sooner than wake up, to find it all unchanged
I'll sleep through the day 'till the daylight ends
Cause it's all so familiar, as it comes around again
The same taste to everything
The same unbroken chain
That still remains
[Verse 3: Sinéad]
With morning I rise
A dream that won't leave me
You're sad, naked and pale
And you're reaching for the rail
[Verse 4: Richard Wright]
You took a look inside, how could you peel away
Or break the shell, the hurt you've hidden so well, for all your days
And you're going down
As you slip beneath the waves
Won't make a sound
Won't even leave a trace before you
[Verse 5: Sinéad & Wright]
I hear an appaling sigh from the street below
And it's creeping fear congealed in stone, that paves the crazy road
And all are succumbing and they look so hopelessly
At the heartbreak, it's easy to deal with
Just take these and you'll really never feel it