In the wake of the grey sky,
my mind woke up to the grey thoughts.
The grey music devils my mind,
performing scores from the grey album.
My life's grey shadows dancing to the tunes,
enticing me out from warm to cold grey.
Winds of the grey weather
stepping-up in me, the grey auras.
Finally a grey scream woke me up to be alive.
Dark sky in my way,
smiling from the pane, the full moon,
resting me back to an unclouded sleep.
