Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks.
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out onto 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 He doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her it might
She says, "I pray, but they fall on deaf ears,
Am i supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place.

There's a loneliness inside her
And she'd do anything to fill it in.
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels 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'll take the work out of 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."

There's an emptiness inside her,
And she'd 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 x2
To grey


Lyrics submitted by shealwayswearsblue, edited by richtestani

Grey Street (Busted Stuff version) song meanings
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    General CommentI had no idea there was more than one versions of this song. Each seems to tell a slightly different story. I don't know what Dave was thinking when he wrote this version on Busted Stuff, but to me, this version completely and accurately describes what it is like to suffer from depression. Everything becomes hopeless and grey. Even if you believe in God, you can't connect with him. When people try to tell you sensible things, you can't make sense out of it. You feel emotionally cold or numb. And you want so much to break out of it, but you can't help but lock yourself in your house on the corner of Grey Street and The End of the World
    alp85on May 11, 2006   Link

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