Grey Street

Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
Just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out onto Grey Streets
And she thinks… hey
How did I come to this
I dreamed myself million times around the world
But I can’t get out of this place
Oh There’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
But all the colours mix together
To grey, and it breaks her heart
Oh how she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every nights
Does his quite chubby doesn’t listen
There’s still a hope in her He might
She says I pray
Oh but my pray they fall on deaf ears
Am I supposed to take it on myself
To get out of this place
There’s a loneliness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
Felt like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her
Using colours bold and bright
But all the colours mix together
To grey
And it breaks her heart
And breaks her heart
To grey
Yeah…