Grey
Chris Pureka Lyrics

It was a saffron day on the avenue
The day was bright and sunny with a warm glow of yellow and orange on the streets.

I took the evening train back to my dark room
The singer took a train ride in the evening to move back to their dark, isolated room.

And the periwinkle sky was just the night in disguise
The singer sees the sky that appears to be light purple but it's just the darkness of the night with a hint of light on the horizon.

Oh and everything eventually turns grey
Everything good or vibrant fades and becomes dull and lifeless just like everything eventually turns into grey color.

Well if you saw me now, I'd still talk at my shoes
The artist, even at present, is shy or uncomfortable and would look down and speak, feeling uneasy in front of someone.

And if I saw you now, your eyes would still be blue
Even if the singer sees someone familiar, their aura or personality wouldn't change and they still would have blue eyes.

And believing your own lies seemed like such a good idea
Self-delusion can sometimes seem like a convenient way to survive, and it feels like an excellent idea to believe in one's own lies.

But you see your father's eyes when you look into the mirror
The artist sees themselves in the mirror, but they notice their father's eyes, indicating how much they resemble him.

It takes one hour to burn
It takes a mere hour to destroy something that took several years to build, whether it is an object or a person.

What was twenty years to come
Something that was meant to happen in the future for twenty years will not come to fruition, implying a sense of loss or disappointment.

And we're all rubble at the bottom
We are nothing but ruins and debris left at the bottom of something significant that once existed.

And it's all falling down
Everything is collapsing and disintegrating.

The creases there, and my crooked spine
The singer is getting old, and their wrinkles and crooked spine are the marks of aging.

The bold headlines now, a linear design
The important news that once captured everyone's attention is now insignificant, and the format has changed to a straightforward layout.

Now, now it's getting yellow at the edges
Something that was once new and fresh is now decaying, and starting to show its age, especially at the corners or edges.

Cracking at the corners
Since it is getting old, it's also starting to fall apart from the corners as the cracks imply.

Bending at the knees
An individual's age and deteriorating health are showcased by the pain experienced in the legs and spine, which causes them to organically bend over time.

You're getting blue in the face
You've reached a point where you're getting heated up, flustered, or suffocating to the point where you'll turn blue in the face.

From screaming the warning
You're raising your voice or warning others of something, which can make you feel breathless.

And no one's listening
Even when you raise your voice or offer advice, no one seems to care or listen to you.

It's hard to see, we turn away
We avoid confronting our problems and often choose to turn a blind eye or ignore things instead of dealing with them, making it hard to see the bigger picture.

We're slowly walking underground
The idea of death or decay is used here as a metaphor for walking towards our eventual end, implying it is inevitable and will happen gradually over time.

Ashes to ashes now, ashes to ashes now
The singer is emphasizing the previous point of life's end being a certainty, and the outcome would be nothing but dust.

Now your old idyllic hope is just a shipwreck on the shore
Anything that someone had high hopes or dreams for is now nothing more than a wrecked ship, implying that something went wrong.