Part XII

this shade of gray

this certain sadness

this cold morning light

and this silent madness

it hangs in the air

it hangs like a memory

it hangs like a cloud

it hangs on desperately

between dark and light

between was and be

between young and old

between you and me

between you and me

i remember cities

and i remember rain

like the sound of your voice, falling

these memories and more remain

i remember winter

and i remember strain

like the sound of your voice, breaking

these memories and more remain

i remember the nights

and i remember pain

like the sound of your voice, alone

these memories and more remain

so where do we begin

and what else can we say?

when the lines are all drawn

what should we do today?

close our eyes awhile

as morning shadows play

and listen to the rain

wash the long night away

face to face we'll awake

to see another day

and with hope in our hearts

embrace this shade of gray

this pleasant shade of gray