Grey's end, where colors begin

Is where I'm going

Where it's seldom overcast

And the long green grass is calling

Grey's end, like salt on the wind

Sets my heart wandering

Wildflowers on the path

Telegraph where light is falling

I've been down so long

I thought my colors were gone

But it was just a port of call

I am a traveler, traveling to

Where there is no grey at all!

Grey's end

I'll see you again

Before the gloaming

With the wind against my back

And your road laid out before me

Blues, I'll bury you!