SIR RICHARD'S TWO CENTS WORTH...
A TOUCH OF GREY
Must be
getting early, clocks are running late.
Faint light of the morning sky, looks so phony.
Dawn is breaking everywhere.
Light a candle, curse the glare.
Draw the curtains I don't care, 'cause, it's alright.
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by… I will survive.
I see you've got your fist out, say your piece and get out.
Yes I get the gist of it but, it's alright.
Sorry that you feel that way, the only thing there is to say.
Every silver linings got a, touch of grey.
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by… I will survive.
It's a lesson to me, the eagles and the beggars and the seas.
The ABC's, we all must face, try to keep a little Grace.
It's a lesson to me, the deltas and the east and the freeze.
The ABC's, we all think of and try to win a little Love.
I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years.
It's even worse than it appears but, it's alright.
Cow's giving kerosene, kid can't read at seventeen.
The words he knows are all obscene but, it's alright.
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by… I will survive.
The shoe is on the hand it fits, there's really nothing much to it.
Whistle through your teeth and spit 'cause, it's alright.
Oh well a touch of grey, kinda suits you anyway.
And that was all I had to say and, it's alright.
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by… I will survive.
We will get by, we will get by, we will get by… we will survive.
We will get by, we will get by, we will get by… we will survive…
Faint light of the morning sky, looks so phony.
Dawn is breaking everywhere.
Light a candle, curse the glare.
Draw the curtains I don't care, 'cause, it's alright.
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by… I will survive.
I see you've got your fist out, say your piece and get out.
Yes I get the gist of it but, it's alright.
Sorry that you feel that way, the only thing there is to say.
Every silver linings got a, touch of grey.
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by… I will survive.
It's a lesson to me, the eagles and the beggars and the seas.
The ABC's, we all must face, try to keep a little Grace.
It's a lesson to me, the deltas and the east and the freeze.
The ABC's, we all think of and try to win a little Love.
I know the rent is in arrears, the dog has not been fed in years.
It's even worse than it appears but, it's alright.
Cow's giving kerosene, kid can't read at seventeen.
The words he knows are all obscene but, it's alright.
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by… I will survive.
The shoe is on the hand it fits, there's really nothing much to it.
Whistle through your teeth and spit 'cause, it's alright.
Oh well a touch of grey, kinda suits you anyway.
And that was all I had to say and, it's alright.
I will get by, I will get by, I will get by… I will survive.
We will get by, we will get by, we will get by… we will survive.
We will get by, we will get by, we will get by… we will survive…
A
Grateful Dead Song:
Songwriters: GARCIA - JERRY / HUNTER - ROBERT.
Two Cent Photo and this posting is by,
Sir Richard...
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