Testo A Pleasant Shade Of Gray Part XII

this shade of graythis certain sadnessthis cold morning lightand this silent madnessit hangs in the airit hangs like a memoryit hangs like a cloudit hangs on desperatelybetween dark and lightbetween was and bebetween young and oldbetween you and mebetween you and mei remember citiesand i remember rainlike the sound of your voice, fallingthese memories and more remaini remember winterand i remember strainlike the sound of your voice, breakingthese memories and more remaini remember the nightsand i remember painlike the sound of your voice, alonethese memories and more remainso where do we beginand what else can we say?when the lines are all drawnwhat should we do today?close our eyes awhileas morning shadows playand listen to the rainwash the long night awayface to face we'll awaketo see another dayand with hope in our heartsembrace this shade of graythis pleasant shade of gray