I woke to find that today, the sky is gray
A color of comfort that once layered a cool air
Yet now it's different
It's a mute shade, silencing the colors of the day
The red flags are just flags, and the sun is swollen and tired
I woke to find that today, that music is gray
Melodies and tempos have lost their meaning
Cassettes of meaningless words set on repeat
Birdsong is noise, and speaking is a harsh tone
I woke to find that today, my eyes are gray
I do not recognize the thing in the mirror
It's face forlorn and its body decrepit
There's no hope in those eyes, no joy in those lips
I woke to find that today, I had turned gray
And I could not find some other day