I focus on the grey skies There is truth in their somber view Not yet dark, sheltering light A reflection of my inner self A perverted sense of joy Where vanity of sadness disappears There is no hope in the darkness Unpromising and cold I focus on the grey skies There is no fear in the darkness A tragic reflection of beauty Comforts me in times of pain Blurring reality The grey sky calls to me No tears, nor joy, in their presence Only truth in their wisdom Haunting reality Pale and dead to me They suffer alone In this final hour