| Grey Fog Lying here beneath my window, thinking of the people and the times that's gonna break me down tomorrow. Trying hard to keep my head, watching night rain washing, but the only thing I'm seeing is the darkness. I know I'm gonna crack eventually, and it's all gonna come back to me and I'll drop my hope and pick up a bottle. I'm doing all right tonight Doing all right tonight But I'm thinking I could wait to see tomorrow. I close my eyes and visualize where I've been and the paths I've taken, silent screams echo in my mind. Just when you think that the world's changed, you walk out from that grey fog and see that it's all still the same. The same old hate and the same old lies, I wish that there were some disguise. A rainbow mask to look from when I'm down. But I know I'm gonna crack eventually and it's all gonna come back to me and I'll drop my hope and pick up a bottle. I'm doing all right tonight doing all right tonight. But I'm thinking I could wait to see tomorrow. and of the stones that are thrown at me I gather what I can and then I build a solid wall. Self confidence pours from my sweat and I laugh and try to forget the blood that those stones drew. I'm laughing crazy laughter and I'm gazing around this battleground and seeing blood and rubble strewn about. The remnants of those other walls, from recent past and distant halls and the knives behind everyone's eyes. and I know I'm gonna crack eventually and it's all gonna come back to me and I'll drop my hope and pick up a bottle. I'm looking outside of my window, knowing dawn is coming soon and watching streams of water flowing by. I know I should be sleeping, but my head keeps spinning like the devil's fucking plaything carousel. Tomorrow's gonna bring the end, but I know not why and I know not when, so how do I close my weary eyes? And I'm trying hard to keep my head, watching night rain washing, but all I'm seeing is the darkness. and I know... ? |
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