Jess Yoakum: Audio & Video
The Grey
(Jess Yoakum)
April 6, 2005
I will write you a song of days when my hair was still brown
And long enough to hide, the shadows and my eyes
Standing now before you, I will sing
Years spent now worn and torn from fighting
Those stubborn, sacred poles of black and white
Only now to find me in the grey
Only now to find me...
I will sing you my song of days when mattered not the melody
Only that all ears were on me
Wiser now, I'm open to receive
Years spent now worn and torn from fighting
Those stubborn, sacred poles of black and white
Only now to find me in the grey
Only now to find me...
I will play you my song and breathless, silent, weeping it will come
Long and dark the years I spent without a tune
Now colors bleed from places yet unknown
Years spent now worn and torn from fighting
Those stubborn, sacred poles of black and white
Only now to find me in the grey
Only now to find me...