(Music and lyrics by Harmony James)
No-one comes to see me here
They put a Bible by my bed
The rusty water runs incessantly
Feels like its running through my head
The light that shines from in the street
Steel curtains cannot block it out
I’m living the dream or so it might seem
Under a great grey cloud
They make me pay to stay in here
I wouldn’t choose this kind of place
Half the night up wondering
What was that just ran past my face
I curl up close against the cold
And wait for time to trickle down
I’m living the dream or so it might seem
Under a great grey cloud
Is this what I ran away for
Oh I counted down the days for
Reality’s a slap in the face
Or this this another brick in the road
Those who choose to take this path
Oh do be careful what you wish
Cause half the truth we sell to you
Is only half of what it is
Oh the joy the triumphant times
The highs are high we laugh aloud
Then go on home and cry alone
Under a great grey cloud
Is this what I ran away for
Oh I counted down the days for
Reality’s a slap in the face
Or this this another brick in the road
No-one comes to see me here
They put a Bible by my bed
I’m living the dream or so it might seem
Under a great grey cloud