of the cloud We shouted "Turn down the music.
It's too damn loud!" Grey souls, Grey shoes I've even got grey
blues. I wandered lonely as a cloud...and stole a line of someone's
verse. but that is just like Syracuse's I bequeath a chunk of my heart
lusts for him but my soul refuses And turn real blue like elvis in
frozen suede shoes you slushed blue guru HE USES
I lay down my head to rest