Bad Day - Daniel Powter

[kmehta9]

Bad Day by Daniel Powter


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Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime
And I don't need no carryin' on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day

(Oh.. Holiday..)

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day
Had a bad day

[kmehta9]

“Bad Day” by Daniel Powter described Mary Tyrone’s melancholy life of isolation. Fog was Mary’s symbol of wanting to be alone. “Blue skies fade to grey” captured when the fog covered the sky and the Tyrones’ house (Powter 1). Mary even said, “How thick the fog is….All the people in the world could pass by and I would never know. I wish it was always that way” (O’Neill 102). She just did not want a “blue sky holiday” and wanted to hide behind the fog, isolating herself, for her entire life (Powter 1). When the men left to go to town, Mary wanted to be by herself, signaled by the moan of the foghorn. Trying to convince herself that she did not enjoy being lonely, Mary asked Cathleen to stay with her; however, Mary “[faked] a smile” when they talked because she later admitted that “[she’d] much rather be alone” (Powter 1, O’Neill 108). Mary truly wanted to be disconnected from her family because she had lived a lonely life since her “old friends either pitied [her] or cut [her] dead,” that she did not know how to properly interact with others anymore (O’Neill 88). Because the fog did not stay and Mary did not get the alone time she wanted, she simply had a “bad day” (Powter 1).