Grey

the sky is grey
 the sand is grey
 and the ocean is grey
 and i feel right at home
 in this stunning monochrome
 alone in my way
 i smoke and i drink
 and every time i blink
 i have a tiny dream
 but as bad as i am
 i'm proud of the fact
 that i'm worse than i seem
 what kind of paradise am i looking for?
 i've got everything i want and still i want more
 maybe some tiny shiny key
 will wash up on the shore
 you walk through my walls
 like a ghost on tv
 you penetrate me
 and my little pink heart
 is on its little brown raft
 floating out to sea
 and what can i say
 but i'm wired this way
 and you're wired to me
 and what can i do
 but wallow in you
 unintentionally
 what kind of paradise am i looking for?
 i've got everything i want and still i want more
 maybe some tiny shiny key
 will wash up on the shore
 regretfully
 i guess i've only got three
 simple things to say:
 why me?
 why this now?
 why this way?
 with overtones ringing
 and undertows pulling away
 under a sky that is grey
 on sand that is grey
 by an ocean that's grey
 what kind of paradise am i looking for?
 i've got everything i want
 and still i want more
 maybe some tiny shiny key
 will wash up on the shore