(Eleanor McEvoy)



The black and white

Is clear to see

It's shades of grey

Are puzzling me

Shades of feeling like

My body's buried deep,

Half asleep, half asleep.



It's a very deep hole,

With very steep sides,

I can't climb out

I'm trapped inside

It's a very deep hole,

With very steep sides

I can't climb out

Lord knows I've tried,

But I'm trapped inside

You know I've tried,

But I'm trapped inside.



What is it with me,

I make no sense

Why is it

I talk in future tense.

When I'm s'posed to sing

My voice it goes to shout