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Grey Street
Oh, just sitting while she listens
She says I don't need this place
It seems a million years she's stuck here
But says nothing of what she thinks
She thinks, "Hey,
How did I come to this?
I dreamed myself a thousand times
Around the world"
There's an emptyness inside her
And she'd do anything to fill it in
And the colors mix together to grey
And it breaks her heart
How she wishes it were different
She prays to God most every night
Although she swears He doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her He might
She says, "I pray
But then my prayers fall on deaf ears
Am I supposed to take it all myself
To get out of this place?"
There's an emptyness inside her
And she'd do anything to fill it in
Though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
But all the colors mix together to grey
And it breaks her heart...
There's a man outside who whispers
He says take what you can from your dreams
Make them real as anything
It'll take the work out of the courage
She said, "Please,
There's a crazy man standing 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
Though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all of the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could paint everything about her
In colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together to grey
And it breaks her heart...
And it breaks her heart...
And it breaks her heart...
Dave Matthews Band
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