a blue, grey sky fills my head today the drums sound softly a million miles away i know these things all seem the same to you it's just an endless game i know these things all seem the same a blue black sky you disappear in grey what should be bitter tastes very sweet today i know these things all seem the same to you it's just an endless game like d.c guns fired in the rain and if i look to you what would i find? so many doorways closed so many times but i just can't believe the world's that way the d.c. guns fall silent for a day a bad time gone a blue sky turns to grey