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Oct 09, 2005 20:12

Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street

But She thinks, “Hey,
How did I come to this?
I dream myself a million times around the world,
But I can’t get out of this place”

Oh There’s an lonliness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It felt like cold blue ice in her heart
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart

Ya know she wishes it was different
And She prays to God most every night
And though she's quite sure it doesn’t listen
There’s a tiny hope in her it might

She says, “I pray
oh but my prayers,they fall on deaf ears,
Am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place”

Oh There’s emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It felt like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She would change everything about her
using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
it breaks her her heart
to greyyyyyyy
ohhhhhh
yeahhh yeahhh yeahhhhh
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