Gray returns
The world turns
The door closes
If pain could turn into smoke
The sky would go out
The sun would lose its charm
With no light to guide us
If pain could turn into smoke
The blue would fade
All life would turn to embers
In this thirst to cry
No wise person on the path
Running from end to end
Better to walk alone
Than to pay this price
If pain could turn into smoke
The sky would go out
The sun would lose its charm
With no light to guide us
If pain could turn into smoke
The blue would fade
All life would turn to embers
In this thirst to cry