Oxford
Grey

Oxford Grey

 

I’m tired of lying

And wasting your well earned time

I can’t deny

My well of truth is dirt dry

 

I’m a fly-by-night by day

I’m a shipwreck sunk by night

Shining like wrinkles in Oxford Grey

I burn out like vigil light

 

I (i)rony

Is my preferred company

Ms. (mis)ery

Is content in her jealousy

 

I’m a fly-by-night by day

I’m a shipwreck sunk by night

Lurking in shadows of Oxford Grey

I burn out like vigil light

 

I’m tired of dying

And killing your contact high

I’m tired of lying

It’s Pinocchio’s ghost and I 

 

I’m a fly-by-night by day

I’m a shipwreck sunk by night

Shining like shadows on Oxford Grey

I burn out like vigil light.