Lyric Grey

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.