Weekly Song Lyrics: Grey Street

by David Matthews Band

Note: The verses comes mainly from the Lillywhite sessions, with the first, second and fourth choruses from the official release and the third chorus from the Lillywhite sessions. Further changes in the lyrics are mine — tweaks mainly, and I’m not claiming ANY copyright on them.

Oh, look at how she listens
but says nothing of what she thinks
Just remembers all her yesterdays
And by the kitchen sink… 

She thinks, “Hey!
How did things get like this?
I once had dreams for my life
How did it end like this?”

There’s an emptiness inside her
That sucks all the life from her heart
And all the colors mix together – to grey
on Grey Street

Wishing things were different
She prays to God most every night
And though she swears He doesn’t listen
There’s hope in her that He just might

She said, “My prayers
forever fall on deaf ears
Must I take it all on myself
To get out of this place?”

There’s an emptiness inside her
That sucks all the life from her heart
That takes the colors from her vision
And leaves cold black ice in her veins
As all the colors mix together – to grey
on Grey Street

A voice from outside her door says:
“Take what you can from your dreams
Make them as real as anything —
Takes the work out of the courage”

She calls out, “Please!
There’s a madman screaming outside my door
I live on the corner of Grey Street
And the end of the world.”

There’s an emptiness inside her
That sucks all the life from her heart
That takes the colors from her vision
And leaves cold black ice in her veins
“Oh, when I walk out in the morning
All the sunlight blinds my eyes
And all the colors mix together to grey”
On Grey Street, On Grey Street, It’s Grey Street – you go

There’s an emptiness inside her
That sucks all the life from her heart
That takes the colors from her vision
And leaves cold black ice in her veins
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to her life
changing everything around her
using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together – to grey
On Grey Street
On Grey Street
To grey…
Yeah, yeah…

If you don’t know who Dave Matthews is, I want to ask: What cave have you hidden yourself in all these years??

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