how do we live with all of the anger in the world today
inocent people, in graves they lay so here i sit and pray
for the light of a brand new day what can i say about this shade of grey
no light shines through the cracks of a mind distilled i say
has god lost his way, has his powerful word gone astray
or has the world become frayed slipping away without delay
every single law goes un-obeyd as i watch the replay
of my lifes last day as the man on the end of that rope sways
the song of the singing blue jay echoes away the sorrow my life portrays
seeing the decay of our land like a rotten apple upon my lunchtray
my eyes betray my mind and my contiance begins to weigh
take the survey of the mayham and the everlasting disaray
change your ways and repent as u look toward the skys and the suns rays
for we are all molded of the same clay but alas the day is far away
still we disobey and we are doomed to a life time in this shade of grey