| Gray Song |
| Words and music by Stuart Reedy |
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| Lost on lonely solitaire |
| Confined for bein' free |
| And now I've sentence me to die |
| For things that cannot be |
| Lookin' out the window at |
| The kids that fill the streets |
| Creatin' island in the filth |
| Don't leave much time to eat |
| But that's O.K. |
| They're not serving, anyway |
| Mother, please just let us stay |
| Can't you see, we'd rather play? |
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| The news is filled with politics |
| The man says, "it will rain" |
| And he says that Christ came yesterday |
| And took away the pain |
| But I don't believe a word he says |
| 'Cause my heart's filled with hurt |
| And no clouds line the sky-blue sky |
| Reflected in the dirt |
| But that's alright |
| I wasn't going out tonight |
| Now every day seems like a fight |
| For things that I believe are right |
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| I've spent so long away from you |
| My tears have all run dry |
| And things that used to make us laugh |
| Just make me want to cry |
| But now I'm grown and childhood dreams |
| Should seem, to me, absurd |
| But I still pray they'll all come true |
| Despite the things I've heard |
| It's not O.K. |
| I don't want to be away |
| I would have been home yesterday |
| But can't you see, they make me stay? |
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| copyright Stuart Reedy 1980-2010 |
| last updated 07-09-2010 08:19 |
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