Live in the Gray

From the other side of the room they see our empty glasses Our cigarettes in ashes unaware Troubled by impressions of adulteress confessions Negotiating terms that were never theirs Alive in the gray Lost my train along the way Forgotten what I'd planned to say It's typical It's this mythical line you buy Ever radiating but never overstating the beauty of the sky in reflective eyes She never was the subject cagey from the outset Designed to shelter men who spin the lies Alive in the gray Lost my train along the way Forgotten what I'd planned to say It's typical It's this mythical line you buy Just another riled-up soapbox rant What colour's the sky? All blue-faced puffed out chest scream at them because you can What colour's the sky? Tripping on herself and losing day for night What colour's the sky? But no one's told her that we got her dead to rights What colour's the sky? Alive in the gray Lost my train along the way Forgotten what I'd planned to say It's typical It's this mythical line you buy Alive in the gray Lost my train along the way Forgotten what I'd planned to say It's typical It's this mythical line you buy