Gray

GRAY

I never thought that I would belong
And I would get along with me
I heard the things you said
Filled my empty head - drank my cup of tea

Nothing is OK
All things turn to gray

The sun is low and so am I
It took with it the seeing light
And nothing seems to be OK
When all things turn to gray

I find that pure is the mind
But spoken words can lie once they've gone astray
When I'm here I can't think or feel - nothing here is real
Can't find the words when there's nothing left to say

Nothing is OK
All things turn to gray

The sun is low and so am I
It took with it the seeing light
And nothing seems to be OK
When senses dull me into gray

My time is gone - my time is done
I missed my chance - I miss the sun
I'm standing in a room of one
I'm waiting for the light to come

And nothing seems to be OK
When all things turn to gray

Nothing is OK