The Connells
Dull, Brown And Gray
Not feeling so amazed
But doing alright
Unguarded and unfazed
But doing alright
Out of boredom
I decided I′d get with it
And it only hardened my wits
What of this
Unharnessed, that fits
What of this
And I started to imagine Appomattox
Well it's dull, brown and gray
Like all the things we do
That don′t go away