Oh look at how she listens She says nothing of wha...

2004-11-19T11:05:00.000-06:00

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’d 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

-Caroline

Comments on blue eyed dog blog: gray street

Oh look at how she listens She says nothing of wha...