Shades of Gray – Eagle-Eye Cherry – letras

If you start here late no one will know what you didNo the streets are straight it’s the soul that’s crookedI’ve been treated fine I’ve been treated elegantlyBut I’m not one for bathing in the waters of plentyEast is East West is WestAnd Bowery is screaming while Delancey restsWell I’m south of the skating but I’m north of the cashI could sure use the money but I’m ashamed to askThe traffic has buried all of last nights rainThe words are all different but the accent is the sameThe sun is white and the moon is grayAnd the river is black blue and greenThe young are young and the old are oldAnd there are no shades of gray in betweenThere’s at least ten different strains of smoke in the airAnd my prints are on them all to prove I was thereAnd I love the curses but I’m not one for the trenchesAnd I do love the walking but thank god for the benchesit’s hard to tell where green begins and the city gray stopsI guess the trees all bought their armor at second hand shopsMy second had is working but the minute hand is broke againI know time will pass but I don’t know whenThe sun is white and the moon is grayAnd the river is black blue and greenThe young are young and the old are oldAnd there are no shades of gray in betweenAnd there are no shades of gray in betweenI know the great ones have been here but where I cant tellThere’s dreams here a plenty but they’re being withheldAnd I’m more impressed with the closed doors than the ones that are openThe whole place tells time by a tower clock tha’ts brokenThe pigeons are ravens and the gulls are vulturesAnd trash is art and cash is cultureThe sun is white and the moon is grayAnd the river is black blue and greenThe young are young and the old are oldAnd there are no shades of gray in betweenThere are no shades of gray in between

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