Oh look at how she listens
as she stares out onto the street
she says nothing while she wonders
and says nothing of what she thinks
she thinks, hey
how did I come to this?
I'm the latest on life
and how I want out of this

And how the hope in her heart falls
and she wishes the wait would end
but the colors mix together
to grey
and wake her up

To omnipotent indifference
she prays to God most every night
still she swears he doesn't listen
there's still hope in her he just might
she says, I pray
but they fall on deaf ears
I'm supposed to take it on myself
to get out of this place

Oh and the hope in her heart falls
as a million things she needs today
remembering out of raging worries
so many voices she cannot say
oh but the colors mix together
to grey
and wake her up

There's a crazy voice from outside
take what you can from your dreams
you make them real as anything
it takes all the work out of your courage
she said, please
there's a madman creeping outside my door
I live on the end of a dead end street
at the end of the world

And then the hope in her heart falls
and she feels this weight inside
remembers the words of her father
ignore your [?] ignore your pain
but when she go out in the morning
now we see her [???]
and the colors mix together
to grey
on Grey Street
on Grey Street
on Grey Street

Oh nothing seems a reason
oh and nothing seems enough to share
and if [?] waving worries
come inside her she can bear
oh all this open raging worry
[???]
between your worried shoulders
[???]
and the colors mix together
to grey
to wake her up
on Grey Street
the grey yeah