Memoirs of Grey

Watching puppets swinging in a jungle line
racing memories with high hopes to reconcile
let it roll right down that central avenue
you know he’s got his eye on you
that lisa
oh she’s a
a keeper
The Memoirs of Grey
Everything you go through put it in a word
the darkest hours are the prettiest thing they heard
give it all my boy it’ll be incredible
dreams make the waking life bearable