Greyness Songtext
von Bea Troxel

Don′t read this
It is my letter after you've been kind again
Don′t read this
The way I bury the way I'm born to condemn

After rooms
After mornings thinking I could forget
My friends look me in the eyes and say
"I don't think it′s over yet"

I kissed a man while dancing
And watched him fall away
Oh, I wish that I could hold myself up with the day


I am not being myself
I am not being myself
Oh, the curves of the bridge and the landlocked fog
I drive past my mother and the memories in tow
That lift and descend with no reason at all

Don′t read this
At least I'm writing for a time I tried to forget
That I was drawn to you, believe it
Didn′t change the curves on my bed
Oh, leaving is leaving
And I will let it be

Look at how the grass bends gray in the winter
And arises again in the spring
The resurrection of things
The resurrection of me
Find death where it is but do not leave it be
For I will be myself
Yes, I will be myself