Oh how graceful the mountains
Chaos lost to the sea
A silent waterfall throws her heart against the wall
When she tries to breath
Oh how freely the breeze flows
Softly tempts the fall of leaves
In a daze she slips away into a spiral of a maze
Til the morning breaks
Oh can't she see?
Those grey skies look blue to me
Oh how sweet is the bird song
Fills the air with melody
Her soul has wandered far across
A plane of fog to sparse to know the way
Oh how calmly the clouds drift
Bringing rage yet so serene
A storm has washed ashore a wave of hope she will ignore
For another day
Oh can't she see?
Those grey skies look blue to me
Oh how golden the sun sets
Crimson rays between the trees
A frost is yet to thaw, 'til then she waits and dreams of more
Than fresh layers of snow
Oh how peaceful the darkness
Scattered stars cloaked in mystery
In the dead of night oceans of black engulf the light
When she can't sleep
Oh help her see
Those grey skies can be
Blue
