Grey - Ani Difranco
the sky is grey, the sand is grey,
and the ocean is grey. i feel right at
home in this stunning monochrome,
alone in my way. i smoke and i drink and
every time i blink i have a tiny dream.
but as bad as i am i'm proud of the
fact that i'm worse than i seem.
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i've got everything i want and still i want more.
maybe some tiny shiny thing will wash up on the shore.
you walk through my walls like a ghost on tv.
you penetrate me and my little pink heart is on
its little brown raft floating out to sea.
and what can i say but i'm wired this way
and you're wired to me, and what can i do
but wallow in you unintentionally?
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i've got everything i want and still i want more.
maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore. regretfully, i guess i've got three simple things to say.
why me? why this now? why this way? overtone's ringing,
undertow's pulling away under a sky
that is grey on sand that is grey by an ocean that's grey.
what kind of paradise am i looking for?
i've got everything i want and still i want more.
maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore.
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