Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Blood on the streets
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Crimson? the colour of misery
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My hands onto
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How cruel your kindness can be
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A winter so long
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A winter to last us the whole year through
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What else is there for us to do but make...
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Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Futile, this longing for something we own ourselves
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Raising mine up while cities are raised to the ground
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And is it any wonder
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Is it any wonder we fall and we tumble
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And reach for each other?
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What else is there for us to do but make...
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Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Grey...
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Hope springs somewhere
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Ooh, oh, baby, there
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I pray for better days
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But I think they ain't coming
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I think they ain't coming.
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Ooh...
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Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Grey, grey love
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Grey Love
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Nerina Pallot |