Back to the GreyRR

He’s checking the time on a broken watch face I’m chasing the ghost of a warm embrace He’s drinking his tea with a shot of regret I’m waiting for the sun that hasn’t rose yet We’re sitting in silence like dust on the shelf I’m losing him and I’m losing myself He eyes the door like it’s his only friend I’m counting the days to a bitter-sweet end I mention the weather, he mentions the bill Stuck in the mud on a very steep hill My heart is a penny dropped in a well Ringing the chime of a funeral bell We’re missing the mark, we’re missing the spark Leaving each other out here in the dark He’s walking east and I’m heading west Giving the ghost of a love one last rest He’s back to the bottle, I’m back to the grey Missing the point every hour of the day He’s counting his chips but the table is bare I’m fixing my hair for a vacant stare I reach for his hand and he reaches for air A miserable duo, a tragic old pair The record is scratched and the needle is bent Wondering where all the good loving went We’re missing the mark, we’re missing the spark Leaving each other out here in the dark He’s walking east and I’m heading west Giving the ghost of a love one last rest He’s back to the bottle, I’m back to the grey Missing the point every hour of the day And the gap is a canyon, wide and deep Promises made that we couldn’t quite keep I’m screaming in whispers, he’s deaf to the sound Washing ourselves in the tears that we drowned We’re missing the mark, we’re missing the spark Leaving each other out here in the dark He’s walking east and I’m heading west Giving the ghost of a love one last rest He’s back to the bottle, I’m back to the grey Missing the point every hour of the day In the grey Missing our way Back to the black No turning back Just the grey