Versuri Grey

 
the sky is grey, the sand is grey, and the ocean is grey. 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 thing 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 want and still i want more. maybe some tiny 
shiny key will wash up on the shore. regretfully, i guess i've got three 
simple things to say. why me? why this now? why this way? overtone's ringing, 
undertow's pulling away under a sky that is grey on sand that is 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.