in the gray

Lyrics

i'm suspended now, hanging in the gray of a weather beaten town, december rolls around, lays a blanket of herself on the ground, where comfort lives in sound, like a gun laying cold on the ground, with no way to spell it out, there's still much to say of a gun left down, most of me is elsewhere, wondering, shall we hear a song, or shall we live one, soaked to the bone, i'm suspended now, hanging in the gray of a weather heavy cloud, soften my face and bow, to bid my farewells to the ground for now, part of me is sinking and pondering, hope is a gracious term, aligned with the faith and reason, has a course to take, may it be the just one, until then, i will drown, go down without a fit, how glorious is it?, bound in sound, even and weightless, and free from wrist to wrist