Letras:
Said Radio Grey

field of graves. There I knew we'd be alright. Everything will be alright... Will be alright... Will be alright... Will be alright. News reports on the radio said

said There's a storm front coming (mood indigo) White water running and the pressure is low Storm front coming (mood indigo) Small craft warning on the radio

partner and hit the dancefloor Cause I'm back to rock for you once more I don't worry about what he said or she said As long as what's said-said is done

you lay down and i picked you up and i said you must never leave your beautiful hands like knitting needles and i said-it's jane it's me she said

I was walking down the high street When I heard footsteps behind me And there was a little old man (hello) In scarlet and grey, shuffling away (laughter

overa?? flashback to the present moment where the real battles just gettin started and I'm my own opponent ready to call it quits but gettin the busy tone I might stop by radio

ranks of the Blackstone military band made exactly the right cacophony. Even now I relish the old time inanities when they're revived on the radio, for

In the cruel month grey morning I woke up freezing cold To possibly start over Before the day got old To my anger in my solitude I had to say goodbye

Half as much as some things He never knew Right around sundown... He got dropped off on a street in town Where a grey old man looked him up and down and said