2Tone Tuesday

Same dream again
The one where I can taste the blood in my throat
And as it lurches towards the end
You drop the saw, and you walk away from the mess
That we made

As I gasp for breath in the colonnades

Say that it's a blank slate
But only because everything's gray
And you can try to awake
But when you open your eyes, it won't away
When you open your eyes, it won't go away
When you open your eyes, it won't go away
When you open your eyes, it won't go away
When you open your eyes, it won't go away
It's a mess that we made

As you lie in wait in the colonnades

As we were making it black and white out in the gray
(Two-tone Tuesday, two-tone Tuesday)
We were making it black and white out in the gray
(Two-tone Tuesday, two-tone Tuesday)
We were making it black and white out in
(Two-tone Tuesday, two-tone Tuesday)
Making it black and white out in
(Two-tone Tuesday, two-tone Tuesday)
Making it black and white out in
(Two-tone Tuesday, two-tone Tuesday)
Making it black and white out in the gray