A grey veil over my apperception,
At home with the sights,
Everyday sights,
It’s as sad as life can be.
Prosaic days,
Prosaic heads,
No place for an ace of hearts,
Accustomed greyscale.
Until, you.
Not we,
Just you,
Just you my love.
As simple as a friend,
An angel by the wings,
An infatuation,
Oh.
Oh,
Her russet eyes,
Her blue black liners,
Oh colours!!!
Colours!!!
Since your foretime,
The grey veil evaporates,
Open up my escape.
Your laugh,
My heart flames crimson,
My mind’s so blue,
High on life.
Perfect paradise,
Tearing at the stitches,
I want you all to me,
Just me.
Knocking on trouble’s door,
The troublemaker throws the veil back,
Blinds my eyes,
The greyscale.
Colours barred from my reach,
My murked self held accountable,
My greed unbound,
My love turns.
Back to square one,
Grey grey everywhere,
I killed us,
I killed us friend.
