Saturday, May 12, 2012

Everything has new meaning.

Anyone who knows me in real life knows I'm a huge Dave Matthews Band fan.  Like haven't missed a show in 15 years (16 years and couting starting next month!!) kind of fan. One of my favorite DMB songs is "Grey Street."  I heard it in the car today, mostly having a pretty good day after a pedi, seeing 3 pregnant women and not feeling anything negative.  (I did, however, catch myself staring at them for just a minute too long.  Sorry, pregnant ladies!  When another woman stares at your belly with a blank look in her eyes, chances are she's just suffered a miscarriage I guess.) Then for some reason, today, the lyrics took on a whole new meaning and I cried.

Video of live performance from YouTube:
http://youtu.be/yUWYToUinuw

Lyrics copied from:
http://www.davematthewsband.com/#/sounds

Grey Street

Oh look at how she listens
She says nothing of what she thinks
She just goes stumbling through her memories
Staring out on to Grey Street
She thinks, “Hey,
How did I come to this?
I dream myself a thousand times around the world,
But I can’t get out of this place”
There’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
How she wishes it was different
She prays to God most every night
And though she swears it doesn’t listen
There’s still a hope in her it might
She says, “I pray
But my prayers they fall on deaf ears,
Am I supposed to take it on myself?
To get out of this place”
There’s loneliness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
There’s a stranger speaks outside her door
Says take what you can from your dreams
Make them as real as anything
It’d take the work out of the courage
But she says, “Please
There’s a crazy man that’s creeping outside my door,
I live on the corner of Grey Street and the end of the world”
There’s an emptiness inside her
And she’d do anything to fill it in
And though it’s red blood bleeding from her now
It’s more like cold blue ice in her heart
She feels like kicking out all the windows
And setting fire to this life
She could change everything about her using colors bold and bright
But all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart
It breaks her heart
To grey

2 comments:

  1. I just realized I don't time I've listened to a single song since we got our bad news a week ago yesterday. I'm kinda glad. Like you, I tend to read more into songs when I'm going through a tough time. *hugs*

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  2. That was supposed to say "I don't think I've listened...". Stupid iPad autocorrect.

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