it's the rain
that's smoothing out the hollows of my head
a refrain
is playing, lifting endless notes of lead
a still-ness
i feel this
and it's washing me with grey
washing me with grey
mocking what you say
and washing me with grey

it's the sky
that's stretching out the border of my eyes
lullaby
is singing softly through your gentle lies
a sweet-ness
i don't need this
but you're washing me with grey
washing me with grey
calling me to stay
and washing me with grey

grey are your eyes in the grey grey skies
but mine are black like coal
your grey grey lies lead to grey goodbyes
and i just wanted you to know

a sweet-ness
i don't need this
so i'm washing off the grey
washing off the grey
rinsing you away
and washing off the grey

09/30/2001

Posted on 09/30/2001
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