Blue-grey is the color of the ocean on a stormy day
A day when you can smell the battle of the wind and the water
Blue-grey is the color of a sad woman's eyes,
Eyes that haunt your memory for years because you did nothing to help her
Blue-grey is the color of my worn denim jeans
The ones with the paint splatters and tears in the knees
Blue-grey is the color of things that used to be wonderful
That have now faded from use
Blue-grey is feeling sad on a day when everyone says you should be happy
It's that last week of winter where the snow is all melted and the air is heavy with hesitation
Blue-grey is the feeling of finally finding what you need
After months of searching for what you had wanted
A day when you can smell the battle of the wind and the water
Blue-grey is the color of a sad woman's eyes,
Eyes that haunt your memory for years because you did nothing to help her
Blue-grey is the color of my worn denim jeans
The ones with the paint splatters and tears in the knees
Blue-grey is the color of things that used to be wonderful
That have now faded from use
Blue-grey is feeling sad on a day when everyone says you should be happy
It's that last week of winter where the snow is all melted and the air is heavy with hesitation
Blue-grey is the feeling of finally finding what you need
After months of searching for what you had wanted
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