grey

 

the sky is grey

the sand is grey

and the ocean is grey

 

and i feel right at home

in this stunning monochrome

alone in my way

 

i smoke and i drink

and every time i blink

i have a tiny dream

 

but as bad as i am

i'm proud of the fact

that i'm worse than i seem

 

what kind of paradise am i looking for?

i've got everything i want and still i want more

maybe some tiny shiny key

will wash up on the shore

 

you walk through my walls

like a ghost on tv

you penetrate me

 

and my little pink heart

is on its little brown raft

floating out to sea

 

and what can i say

but i'm wired this way

and you're wired to me

 

and what can i do

but wallow in you

unintentionally

 

what kind of paradise am i looking for?

i've got everything i wanted and still i want more

maybe some tiny shiny key

will wash up on the shore

 

regretfully

i guess i've only got three

simple things to say:

why me?

why this now?

why this way?

with overtones ringing

and undertones pulling away

under a sky that is grey

on sand that's grey

by an ocean that's grey

 

what kind of paradise am i looking for?

i've got everything i want

and still i want more

maybe some tiny shiny key

will wash up on the shore