Miss My Sky
Heather Nova Lyrics


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I bury myself in the leaves to sleep
The sun so strong and rage so deep
I keep waking to find I've been dreaming again
And the sound of the ocean is not a plane
And far away they talk about me
In newspaper columns they write about me
Round dinner tables and cocktail parties
I'm a heroine and a tragic figure
I'm a heroine as I'm lying here
Beneath my sky

And sometimes
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes
Sometimes I wonder
Why we're always coming down
And why we need to touch the ground
And why I didn't keep on heading
Right on up to heaven
I miss my sky

Here from below the clouds are shadows
Not the golden mountains I used to fly through
Here from below the sky?s a painting
In a child's room with the future waiting
But not for me

I look up at the birds flying overhead
My sentinel's true but the signals dead
It's been 500 days of hope and sorrow
500 nights with no tomorrow
And the poetry and the best of me
And the heart and the spirit and the sex of me
All fell into the azure sea
In the tailspin with the last of me
And my wings, and my song, all that I knew is dead and gone
I'm weak and tired but my will is strong
And my hope lives on, my hope lives onS

But sometimes
Sometimes I cry
Sometimes
Sometimes I wonder
Why we're always coming down
Why we need to touch the ground
Why I didn't keep on heading
Right on up to heaven




I miss my sky
I miss my sky

Overall Meaning

Heather Nova's song "I Miss My Sky" speaks about the pain and heartache of falling from grace and losing one's sense of identity. In the opening verse, we see the singer retreating from the world and burying herself in nature, seeking solace in the leaves and the sun. Yet, even as she sleeps and dreams, reality intrudes in the form of the ocean and the incessant chatter of the media. She is both celebrated and vilified by those who know her, a heroine and a tragic figure.


The chorus is a poignant reflection on the nature of human existence and the longing for something greater than oneself. The singer wonders why we are always coming down and why we need to touch the ground. She laments her decision not to keep flying upwards, to keep going until she touched the heavens. She misses her sky, the freedom it represented, and the sense of possibility it gave her. The final verse sees the singer trapped on the ground, looking up at the sky with a mixture of longing and resignation. The world is no longer what it used to be; it's a pale imitation of the beauty and majesty that once surrounded her.


Overall, "I Miss My Sky" is a powerful rumination on the ups and downs of life, and the constant pull of opposing forces. It's a song about grief and hope, about losing oneself and finding the strength to keep going. Heather Nova's heartfelt delivery and evocative lyrics make it a standout track.


Line by Line Meaning

I bury myself in the leaves to sleep
I find comfort in nature and hide away from the world, seeking solace in my sleep.


The sun so strong and rage so deep
Though the sun shines brightly, I feel an intense inner turmoil that is difficult to explain.


I keep waking to find I've been dreaming again
My reality is painful and so I escape into dream world, only to be harshly brought back to my problems when I wake up.


And the sound of the ocean is not a plane
Even the calming sound of the ocean cannot distract me from my thoughts and feelings of distress.


And far away they talk about me
I feel distant from others yet I'm aware that they discuss me and speculate about me behind closed doors.


In newspaper columns they write about me
People's opinions of me are documented in writing and distributed through the media, adding to my stress and anxiety.


Round dinner tables and cocktail parties
People discuss me even in social situations, where they should be enjoying themselves, making me feel like I'm at the center of everyone's attention.


I'm a heroine and a tragic figure
People perceive me as both a strong, courageous figure and a tragic victim, making it difficult for me to understand my own identity.


I'm a heroine as I'm lying here
Despite feeling weak and helpless, I try to convince myself that I am still a hero for enduring my struggles.


Beneath my sky
Despite everything, I am still yearning for the comfort of the sky above me.


Here from below the clouds are shadows
From my current perspective, the beauty of the clouds has been lost and now they are simply dark shadows.


Not the golden mountains I used to fly through
The mountains I once found beauty in no longer bring me any kind of joy or escape.


Here from below the sky's a painting
The sky now seems two-dimensional and stale, like a painting on a wall rather than a living and breathing part of nature.


In a child's room with the future waiting
The sky has become nothing more than a backdrop, lacking the grandeur and wonder that once filled me with hope and wonder.


But not for me
I feel like I'm stuck and not moving forward, unable to imagine a better future for myself.


I look up at the birds flying overhead
Even though I feel grounded, I am still able to appreciate the freedom of the birds and their ability to soar through the skies.


My sentinel's true but the signals dead
Even though I have an unwavering protector or guardian, that sense of protection no longer brings me any sense of relief or peace.


It's been 500 days of hope and sorrow
I've been struggling with my emotions for an extended period of time now, alternating between moments of hopefulness and deep sorrow.


500 nights with no tomorrow
I feel like I'm stuck in a cycle, unable to move forward or imagine any kind of positive future for myself.


And the poetry and the best of me
The things that I always thought defined me - my creativity and my talents - have now been lost in the turmoil of my life.


And the heart and the spirit and the sex of me
Even my most intimate and personal aspects of myself are feeling lost and confused in the face of my challenges.


All fell into the azure sea
Everything that made me who I am has been lost, as if they fell into a bottomless sea.


In the tailspin with the last of me
I feel like I'm spiraling out of control, clinging to whatever remains of myself.


And my wings, and my song, all that I knew is dead and gone
The things that used to make me feel free and alive are now gone, leaving me feeling lost and helpless.


I'm weak and tired but my will is strong
Even though I feel depleted and exhausted, my desire to find a better future is still burning strong within me.


And my hope lives on, my hope lives on
Despite everything, I am still clinging onto the hope that someday things will improve for me.


Sometimes
There are moments where I feel especially vulnerable and unsure of myself.


Sometimes I cry
I sometimes can't help but break down in tears in the face of my struggles.


Sometimes
Despite everything, there are still moments of happiness and joy that shine through for me.


Sometimes I wonder
I often find myself lost in thought, trying to make sense of my current situation.


Why we're always coming down
I question why life seems to be filled with constant challenges and obstacles that bring us down.


And why we need to touch the ground
I'm wondering why we can't just stay high above the hardships, soaring freely and never worrying about the struggles of the world below.


Why I didn't keep on heading, right on up to heaven
I find myself wondering why I didn't choose a different path, one that might have led me to a more peaceful and fulfilling existence.


I miss my sky
Most of all, I miss the sense of hope and freedom that came with the endless expanse of the sky above me, before life's challenges took over.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Heather Allison Frith

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Comments from YouTube:

Portcullis

So much talent and a beautiful voice. Heather Nova really deserves much wider recognition.

dave ulrich

Unfortunately Heather doesn't tour the States very often in which I think hurts her recognition. She does have a voice of an Angel.

Pete Guard

Put aside her fantastic skills as a poet/songwriter, my God can she sing. Hand her a menu from a fast food taco joint and she could sing it as a love song, a tragedy, or angst unleashed.

Verena

Here from below the sky's a painting
in a child's room, with the future waiting
but not for me..
...I love her for those lyrics. Heather, you're great! Can't wait to see you live in October.

Jim G

I love Heather Nova, and this is a very beautiful version of a song that has affected my life.

Peacecore09

By far one of the most beautiful songs I've heard in a very long time. ❤

Jeffrey Barkin

Her convincing Honesty and Sincerity is not just convincing but STARTLING!

HEATHER NOVA is an Extremely GIFTED Singer Songswriter and Performer that sure Deserves GREATER Acknowledgment...

Definitetly!!!

LAB RATS UNITE

Glorious. She floors me with her authenticity & sincerity, everytime.

VadKor

Как же я люблю её песни ❤️

Morrigan Ravenchild

This has me in tears....pure musical poetry.

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