Shades Of Grey Lyrics - Present/future - Eagle Eye Cherry

If you start here late no one will know what you did 

No the streets are straight it's the soul that's crooked 

I've been treated fine I've been treated elegantly 

But I'm not one for bathing in the waters of plenty 

East is east west is west 

And bowery is screaming while delancey rests 

Well I'm south of the skating but I'm north of the cash 

I could sure use the money but I'm ashamed to ask 

The traffic has buried all of last nights rain 

The words are all different but the accent is the same 

The sun is white and the moon is gray 

And the river is black blue and green 

The young are young and the old are old 

And there are no shades of gray in between 

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There's at least ten different strains of smoke in the air 

And my prints are on them all to prove I was there 

And I love the curses but I'm not one for the trenches 

And I do love the walking but thank God for the benches 

It's hard to tell where green begins and the city gray stops 

I guess the trees all bought their armor at second hand shops 

My second had is working but the minute hand is broke again 

I know time will pass but I don't know when 

The sun is white and the moon is gray 

And the river is black blue and green 

The young are young and the old are old 

And there are no shades of gray in between 

And there are no shades of gray in between 

I know the great ones have been here but where I cant tell 

There's dreams here a plenty but they're being withheld 

And I'm more impressed with the closed doors than the ones that are open 

The whole place tells time by a tower clock tha'ts broken 

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The pigeons are ravens and the gulls are vultures 

And trash is art and cash is culture 

The sun is white and the moon is gray 

And the river is black blue and green 

The young are young and the old are old 

And there are no shades of gray in between 

There are no shades of gray in between 

There are no shades of gray in between