I am the Grey man, I shake with shakes, I moan and I've danced too, I loved with a loss, I haven't forgotten you.
The day seems brighter, my eyes cant adjust, I've made rhymes of a writer, yet I wish I was dust.
Although cold and sometimes alone, I have company deep in my bones, you may love me and I love you too, But I am the way of the Grey, Because I cant see Blue.