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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

She thinks, “Hey,
How did I come to this?
I dream myself a thousand times around the world,
But I can’t get out of this place”

There’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart

How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
Though she swears it doesn’t listen
There’s still a hope in her "HE" might

She says, “I pray
Oh, but they fall on deaf ears,
Am I supposed to take it on myself
To get out of this place?”

Oh there’s a loneliness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together to grey
And it breaks her heart

There's a stranger speaks outside her door
Says take what you can from your dreams
Make them as real as anything
It’d take the work out of the courage

She says, “Please
There’s a crazy man that's creeping outside my door,
I live on the corner of Grey Street
and the end of the world”

There’s an emptyness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It's more like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could 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
--dave matthews

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