Grey Matter
I'm gonna be late
Everything is always grey
In a minute, I'll bring it
If I can bring myself to say
Anything about my state
Enter my competitor
And then me
I can't even lift my weight
I can't even wrack my brain for something new
Is anybody out there too?
Just trying to get up and make this worth it?
Everything's grey 'til it shows
In a way you could never imagine
Everything's warm 'til it snows
Then the leaves die and children go home
While their hearts grow colder
To stay fresh when the evening gets old
While their lives get longer
As they wait for their fleeting primes
When everything that we thought about would come to life
There was a spark to find out about
What now would die in an instant
And in an old story long ago, they told of love
Where they could say what they'd want to say
And then they'd die in an instant
No talking with your mouth full
Them's the rules
So why you gotta keep taking all of my time
With your lists of names and everything on your mind?
Now bring out dinner for the prisoner
And then I
I hope I can rest my brain
You don't have to entertain me anymore
I know everything from pain down to the enemies on my shoulders
Picture a place all alone; devoid of the noise and distractions
I might as well not even go, for the noises can turn into songs
That we coo so softly
Like the bird at the end of a dream
And the wind blows off me
All the things that we've already seen
When everything that we thought about would come to life
There was a spark to find out about
What now would die in an instant
And in an old story long ago, they told of love
Where they could say what they'd want to say
And then they'd die in an instant
But now everything's always grey
And does it even matter?
When everything's always grey
How can this even matter?
Yeah, everything's always grey
And does it even matter?
When everything's always grey
How can this even matter?
So how can I live this way?
And does it even matter?
When everything's always grey
How can this even matter?
Everything is always grey
In a minute, I'll bring it
If I can bring myself to say
Anything about my state
Enter my competitor
And then me
I can't even lift my weight
I can't even wrack my brain for something new
Is anybody out there too?
Just trying to get up and make this worth it?
Everything's grey 'til it shows
In a way you could never imagine
Everything's warm 'til it snows
Then the leaves die and children go home
While their hearts grow colder
To stay fresh when the evening gets old
While their lives get longer
As they wait for their fleeting primes
When everything that we thought about would come to life
There was a spark to find out about
What now would die in an instant
And in an old story long ago, they told of love
Where they could say what they'd want to say
And then they'd die in an instant
No talking with your mouth full
Them's the rules
So why you gotta keep taking all of my time
With your lists of names and everything on your mind?
Now bring out dinner for the prisoner
And then I
I hope I can rest my brain
You don't have to entertain me anymore
I know everything from pain down to the enemies on my shoulders
Picture a place all alone; devoid of the noise and distractions
I might as well not even go, for the noises can turn into songs
That we coo so softly
Like the bird at the end of a dream
And the wind blows off me
All the things that we've already seen
When everything that we thought about would come to life
There was a spark to find out about
What now would die in an instant
And in an old story long ago, they told of love
Where they could say what they'd want to say
And then they'd die in an instant
But now everything's always grey
And does it even matter?
When everything's always grey
How can this even matter?
Yeah, everything's always grey
And does it even matter?
When everything's always grey
How can this even matter?
So how can I live this way?
And does it even matter?
When everything's always grey
How can this even matter?
Credits
Writer(s): Paolo Pace, Liam Schwisberg
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