Gray cold days
Storm cloud gray
Gray souls lost in a small world
Dead they found themselves
Despair filled their brains
Anxiety,sadness and madness
All going round and round in the gray dead minds.
"Oh oh oh" sinking in a river of despair
Gray dead souls roamed and roamed around the world.
Smaller and smaller they voices got
Froze in place, souls so gray cried
Looking for light in a dark world.
Why, why are they lost in a world so small?
Why do they come back and forth looking for an answer?
stuck, lost, hopeless souls,
Trapped remain in a small small world,
Where do they hide?
where do they hide?
Storm cloud gray
Round and round they float around the world
But who are the souls so gray?
