it is raining gray br in this gray afternoon br small drops are falling br like a gray water sheet br over my old gray street br br and my soul is gray br since my green oasis br was snatched away br br then I sit here br staring the gray window br waiting for a warmer color br but that never comes br br then I fall asleep br on my black keyboard br having gray dreams br of one more gray tomorrowbr br Steaua Fara Nume Adrianabr br