Grey - Thomston

Will we be grey?

Watching ourselves decay

Will we pick up if we leave it off?

Can we start again once we have stopped?

You’re a middle class pain

And a first rate name caller

I hate the very thought

But I like you all the more for it

You’re a fiery dreamer

An overachiever

Getting lost in the cockpit

Talking our futures right at the start of it

And we’re still acting our age

Bursting our eardrums in my dad’s car

We’re learning everything the hard way

Grazes heal over and we’re torn apart

And I hope there’s room for you

Will we be grey?

Watching ourselves decay

Will you still be enough for me?

Will you still be enough for me?

Will we pick up if we leave it off?

Can we start again once we have stopped?

Will you still be enough for me?

Will you still be enough for me?

You’re a one-way plane ticket

Or maybe you’re a crash landing

Going places, no speed limit

I still like you all the more for it

I’m always amazed

By the places you chase

Got a glint where most are dead

'Cause you know what lies ahead

And we’re still acting our age

Bursting our eardrums in my dad’s car

We’re learning everything the hard way

Grazes heal over and we’re torn apart

And I hope there’s room for you

Will we be grey?

Watching ourselves decay

Will you still be enough for me?

Will you still be enough for me?

Will we pick up if we leave it off?

Can we start again once we have stopped?

Will you still be enough for me?

Will you still be enough for me?

(Will you still be enough for me?)

Will it still be the same when you’re a screen?

When my sun goes out, as your one comes to life?

'Cause what we have is good, but I’m stuck on when

Our skylines run on different times

Will we be grey?

Will we be grey?

Watching ourselves decay

Will we be grey?

Will we be grey?

Watching ourselves all decay