I look, but I see no grey.
I put on my shoes and twist in my headphones, open the door up and I go out to run.
I see golden leaves almost completely fallen before the impending winter, houses in the suburbs quiet and still, fellow joggers focused but friendly as they pass me on the track. I see the pounds falling away from my body, as the weeks go by...
There is no grey. I am alight with every colour.
There is no grey. I am alight with every colour.
Shell xx