Grey Street (Live at Madison Square Garden, New York, NY 12.21.02)

Oh, look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out onto 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"

But there's an emptiness inside her
And she'd do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
Felt like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart

You know she wishes it was different
And she prays to God 'most every night
All this she know well, He doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her it might
She says, "I pray, but my prayers all fall on deaf ears
Am I supposed to take this 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
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 heart
To grey, yeah
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Thank you very much