Veiled in Grey
It's in Estonia
It's up the creaky stairway
We sat in the wicker chair
You know the one we used to share
And it's just the kind of thing that we don't talk about anymore
Remember when your sister was young
She wore a ring in her tongue
Got shown the door by your mum
And now she has a 5 year old son
And it's just the kind of thing that she won't talk about anymore
I'll bet you wouldn't believe me
If I whispered in your ears and said
I can see a pink elephant
And it's standing on the corner of the bed
You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head
You were a girl, you weren't sure
You cared for your family anymore
Looked for the mother you had before
And it shook them all to the core
And it's just the kind of thing that you don't talk about anymore
I recall your friend back home
She brought up a kid on her own
But he died before he had grown
So she gave you all the clothes that she'd sewn
And it's just the kind of thing that she don't talk about anymore
I'll bet you wouldn't believe me
If I whispered in your ear and said
I can see a pink elephant
And it's standing on the corner of the bed
I'll bet you wouldn't believe me
If I whispered in your ear and said
I can see a pink elephant
And it's standing on the corner of the bed
You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head
You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head
Yeah, you'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head
Yeah, you'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your
Velada en Gris
Está en Estonia
Subimos por la escalera chirriante
Nos sentamos en la silla de mimbre
Sabes, la que solíamos compartir
Y es solo el tipo de cosa de la que ya no hablamos más
Recuerdas cuando tu hermana era joven
Llevaba un anillo en la lengua
Fue echada por tu mamá
Y ahora tiene un hijo de 5 años
Y es solo el tipo de cosa de la que ella ya no habla más
Apuesto a que no me creerías
Si te susurrara al oído y dijera
Puedo ver un elefante rosa
Y está parado en la esquina de la cama
Solo sonreirás y rodarás los ojos hacia atrás
Eras una niña, no estabas segura
Ya no te importaba tu familia
Buscabas a la madre que tenías antes
Y eso los sacudió a todos hasta el núcleo
Y es solo el tipo de cosa de la que ya no hablas más
Recuerdo a tu amiga de vuelta a casa
Crió a un niño sola
Pero murió antes de crecer
Así que te dio toda la ropa que había cosido
Y es solo el tipo de cosa de la que ella ya no habla más
Apuesto a que no me creerías
Si te susurrara al oído y dijera
Puedo ver un elefante rosa
Y está parado en la esquina de la cama
Apuesto a que no me creerías
Si te susurrara al oído y dijera
Puedo ver un elefante rosa
Y está parado en la esquina de la cama
Solo sonreirás y rodarás los ojos hacia atrás
Solo sonreirás y rodarás los ojos hacia atrás
Sí, solo sonreirás y rodarás los ojos hacia atrás
Sí, solo sonreirás y rodarás los ojos hacia atrás