Things don't seem to be as easy as they used to be It's getting harder everyday to think of better things to say about what's going on around you and what's happening inside you When it's time to change you won't know how It won't matter here from now No matter what you think or do or say Everything turns grey This is it, the darkest hour Isn't it depressing how our Minds create an atmosphere That won't happen here unless we make some new demands To grasp the future in our hands You know I wish I could but it's too late for senseless minds that love to hate No matter what they think or do or say Everything turns grey