Wrapped In Grey - 2001 Remaster

Some folks see the world as a stone
Concrete daubed in dull monotone

Your heart is the big box of paints
And others, the canvas we're dealt
Your heart is the big box of paints
How coloured the flowers all smelled
As they huddled there in petaled prayer
They told me this as I knelt there

Awaken, you dreamers
Adrift in your beds
Balloons and streamers decorate the
Inside of your heads
Please, let some out, do it today
But don't let the loveless ones sell you a world wrapped in grey

Some folks pull this life like a weight (around)
Drab and dragging dreams made of slate (that won't leave the ground)

Your heart is the big box of paints (big box of paints)
And others, the canvas we're dealt
Your heart is the big box of paints (big box of paints)
Just think how the old masters felt, they call

Awaken, you dreamers
Asleep at your desks
Parrots and lemurs populate your
Unconscious grotesques
Please, let some out, do it today (let some out, let some out, let some out)
But don't let the loveless ones sell you a world wrapped in grey (let some out, let some out)

And in the very least, you can stand up naked and grin