Gris Normal
La Castañeda
Normal Gray
When I remember the blue,
I imagine a world dry of crazies.
As your light fades away,
I feel the gray infecting it little by little.
And I darken again,
Looking for candles at the bottom.
The result in the end,
Leaves garbage between us again.
When I remember the blue,
I think it's a past with no return.
Everything turns gray,
And everything gets dirty in our eyes.
The death of reason,
Brings death to our laughter.
And even as we head there,
Why swallow poison so quickly.
Crazy in blue, among the gray of the normals.
Crazy in blue, among the gray of the normals.
Life got sick,
From an eternal cancer of reasons.
Reason today,
Turned the grays into normals.
And peace bleeds again,
Because of how normal we sometimes are.
When I remember the blue,
I look for new crazies among the normal gray.
Crazy in blue, among the gray of the normals.
Crazy in blue, among the gray of the normals.
