when i had my internship we would name the day of the week after whatever cd we were listening to. so my supervisor frequently had 'bon jovi monday' 'michelle branch tuesday' etc, where as i had at least one, usually two or three dave matthews band days. i've fallen away from listening to dave as much lately, but today is most definitely dave matthews band thursday. work sucks. i'm exhausted and stressed out and i just want to have a temper tantrum and go home. but instead i will sit here at my desk for 8 hours and plug away at my work, talk to people in crisis, and try to help wherever i can. sigh. so today is 'busted stuff', i'm sure it will be followed by some live dmb, and maybe a foray into some other artists later. so todays post will be song lyrics. i'll give you that dave has written some crazy songs, probably due to a touch of drug use (ha) but i do love this one...
grey street
Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street.
She thinks, "Hey, how did I come to this?"
I dream myself a thousand times around the world
But I can't get out of this place.
There's an emptiness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she swears it doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her it might
She says "I pray oh But they fall on deaf ears,
am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place? "
Oh There's a loneliness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
There's a stranger speaks outside her door
Says take what you can from your dreams
Make them as real as anything
Oh It'd take the work out of the courage
But she says "Please
There's a crazy man that's creeping outside my door,
I live on the corner of Grey Street
and the end of the world."
Oh there's an emptiness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It's more like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her
Using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
It breaks her heart
To Grey
Thursday, July 17, 2008
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