Live in the Gray

From the other side of the room they see our empty glasses
Our cigarettes in ashes unaware
Troubled by impressions of adulteress confessions
Negotiating terms that were never theirs

Alive in the gray
Lost my train along the way
Forgotten what I'd planned to say
It's typical
It's this mythical line you buy

Ever radiating but never overstating the beauty of the sky in reflective eyes
She never was the subject cagey from the outset
Designed to shelter men who spin the lies

Alive in the gray
Lost my train along the way
Forgotten what I'd planned to say
It's typical
It's this mythical line you buy

Just another riled-up soapbox rant
What colour's the sky?
All blue-faced puffed out chest scream at them because you can
What colour's the sky?
Tripping on herself and losing day for night
What colour's the sky?
But no one's told her that we got her dead to rights
What colour's the sky?

Alive in the gray
Lost my train along the way
Forgotten what I'd planned to say
It's typical
It's this mythical line you buy

Alive in the gray
Lost my train along the way
Forgotten what I'd planned to say
It's typical
It's this mythical line you buy



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Crosby
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