Ani Difranco - Grey

The sky is g^C#mrey, the sand is gr^Bmey, and the ocean is g^Aadd9rey. I feel right at h^C#mome in this stunning monochr^Bmome, alone in my^Aadd9 way. I smoke and I dri^C#mnk and every time I bl^Bmink I have a tiny drea^Aadd9m. But as bad as I a^C#mm I'm proud of the fa^Bmct that I'm worse than^Aadd9 I seem.

^C#mWhat kind of paradise am I looking^Aadd9 for? ^C#mI've got everything I want and still I want^Aadd9 more. ^C#mMaybe some tiny shiny thing will wash up on th^Aadd9e shore.

You walk through my wa^C#mlls like a ghost on ^BmTV You penetrate ^Aadd9me. And my little pink hea^C#mrt is on its little brown ^Bmraft floating out t^Aadd9o sea. And what can I sa^C#my but I'm wired this wa^Bmy and you're wired to^Aadd9 me And what can I d^C#mo but wallow in ^Bmyou unintentional^Aadd9ly?

^C#mWhat kind of paradise am I looking fo^Aadd9r? ^C#mI've got everything I want and still I want^Aadd9 more. ^C#mMaybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the ^Aadd9shore.

Regretful^C#mly, I guess I've got th^Bmree simple things to ^Aadd9say. Why m^C#me? Why this n^Bmow? Why this wa^Aadd9y? Overtone's ringi^C#mng, underto^Bmw's pulling a^Aadd9way. Under a sky that is g^C#mrey, on sand that is gr^Bmey, by an ocean that's ^Aadd9grey.

^C#mWhat kind of paradise am I looking f^Aadd9or? ^C#mI've got everything I want and still I want ^Aadd9more. ^C#mMaybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the ^Aadd9shore.