Green and Grey
New Model Army Lyrics


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The time I think most clearly, the time I drift away
Is on the bus-ride that meanders up these valleys of green and grey
I get to think about what might have been and what may yet come true
And I get to pass a rainy mile thinking of you
And all the while, all the while, I still hear that call
To the land of gold and poison that beckons to us all
Nothing changes here very much, I guess you'd say it never will
The pubs are all full on Friday nights and things get started still
We spent hours last week with Billy boy, bleeding, yeah queuing in Casualty
Staring at those posters we used to laugh at,
Never Never Land, palm trees by the sea
Well there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
When all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks to many questions like that since you left this town

And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of green and the grey

You used to talk about winners and losers all the time, as if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family, as if we live by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake don't you realize that I still hear that call
Do you think you're so brave just to go running to that which beckons to us all?

No, not for one second did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place that you live today




Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I send
From the valleys of the green and the grey

Overall Meaning

The song "Green And Grey" by New Model Army describes a bus-ride through the valleys of green and grey, where the singer can think clearly about what might have been and what may yet come true. He thinks of someone he cares about during a rainy mile and hears a call to the land of gold and poison that beckons to us all. The singer reflects on how nothing changes much in the town, except for young people leaving on trains to try their luck elsewhere.


The song is an emotional description of the singer's sense of abandonment by someone he thought was a blood family member. The person he's reminiscing about had a view of the world in which there were winners and losers and seemed to think that he owed less to his hometown than he did to himself. The singer implores him to realize that the world doesn't have to be something that only happens somewhere else and that running away to find something better doesn't make him brave. Despite all this, the singer knows that the person he cares about will never read the letters he sends from the valleys of the green and the grey.


Line by Line Meaning

The time I think most clearly, the time I drift away
I reflect most deeply and escape reality when I ride the bus through these green and gray valleys.


Is on the bus-ride that meanders up these valleys of green and grey
I travel on this bus that twists and turns through lush greenery and dull gray scenery.


I get to think about what might have been and what may yet come true
I contemplate what could have been and what could still be possible in the future.


And I get to pass a rainy mile thinking of you
I spend a dreary mile of the trip pondering thoughts of you.


And all the while, all the while, I still hear that call
I am constantly drawn by the magnetic pull to journey toward an elusive paradise.


To the land of gold and poison that beckons to us all
The place I am called to is both alluring and deadly to anyone who ventures there.


Nothing changes here very much, I guess you'd say it never will
This town remains static, lacking progress or growth, some might say it's stuck in time.


The pubs are all full on Friday nights and things get started still
The bars are bustling with people on Friday nights and the festivities continue.


We spent hours last week with Billy boy, bleeding, yeah queuing in Casualty
I spent hours at the hospital with Billy boy who was injured, waiting in line in casualty.


Staring at those posters we used to laugh at, Never Never Land, palm trees by the sea
We looked at posters we used to chuckle at, like Never Never Land, a place with palm trees by the ocean.


Well there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
It was unnecessary for those men to cause Billy boy extreme harm.


When all they had to do was knock him down
All they needed to do was get Billy boy out of the way.


But no one asks to many questions like that since you left this town
Since you left, people don't question things as much or speak up against injustice.


And tomorrow brings another train
Yet another train will arrive tomorrow.


Another young brave steals away
Another adventurer is going to depart.


But you're the one I remember, from these valleys of green and the grey
I think of you most, as I journey through these green and gray valleys.


You used to talk about winners and losers all the time, as if that was all there was
You constantly spoke of winners and losers, as if there was no other way to think of things.


As if we were not of the same blood family, as if we live by different laws
You made it seem like we were not related, like we were governed by entirely different rules and regulations.


Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills than you owe to yourself?
Is it true that you have less responsibility to these hills frequently washed by rain than to your own needs?


Is it true that the world has always got to be something that seems to happen somewhere else?
Do you believe that the world is always something that takes place in far-off lands?


For God's sake don't you realize that I still hear that call
Don't you see, I still feel the urge to go to that distant place?


Do you think you're so brave just to go running to that which beckons to us all?
You're not that brave you know, for just chasing after what entices us all.


No, not for one second did you look behind you
You didn't once turn back to take a glance.


As you were walking away
As you walked off.


Never once did you wish any of us well, those who had chosen to stay
You never hoped for any of us who remained behind to do well.


And if that's what it takes to make it, in the place that you live today
If that's what it takes to succeed in your current location.


Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I send, from the valleys of the green and the grey
If so, then I guess you'll never read the missives I send from the emerald green and drab gray valleys.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: JUSTIN EDWARD SULLIVAN, ROBERT CHARLES HEATON

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Green And Grey

(Heaton/Sullivan) 1987
The time I think most clearly, the time I drift away
Is on the bus-ride that meanders up these valleys of green and grey
I get to think about what might have been and what may yet come true
And I get to pass a rainy mile thinking of you
And all the while, all the while, I still hear that call
To the land of gold and poison that beckons to us all
Nothing changes here very much, I guess you'd say it never will
The pubs are all full on Friday nights and things get started still
We spent hours last week with Billy boy, bleeding, yeah queuing in Casualty
Staring at those posters we used to laugh at:
Never Never Land, palm trees by the sea
Well there was no need for those guys to hurt him so bad
When all they had to do was knock him down
But no one asks to many questions like that since you left this town
Ch: And tomorrow brings another train
Another young brave steals away
But you're the one I remember
From these valleys of green and the grey
You used to talk about winners and losers all the time - as if that was all there was
As if we were not of the same blood family, as if we live by different laws
Do you owe so much less to these rain swept hills than you owe to your good self?
Is it true that the world has always got to be something
That seems to happen somewhere else?
For God's sake don't you realise that I still hear that call
Do you think you're so brave just to go running to that which beckons to us all?
Ch: No, not for one second did you look behind you
As you were walking away
Never once did you wish any of us well
Those who had chosen to stay
And if that's what it takes to make it
In the place that you live today
Then I guess you'll never read these letters that I send
From the valleys of the green and the grey



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Ivenias

My father grew up with this music. I am 18 of age. I love it. I got to know rock music through my father when I was 11 oder 12 or something, maybe earlier. This is music which will never grow old. Human feelings will always stay the same and this song is just so beautiful and melancholic. Greets from Germany.

shadowseeker

I ran away from home and the people who took me under their wing gave me my taste in music I was honoured to see them live

Ezix

so old…

Robert Blackburn

@G Foster If a clog it you on the dance floor you'd know love

Daniel

Ich hoffe meine Kids sagen es auch bald, genau so wie Du es sagst. Dann haben meine Frau und ich alles bei Ihnen richtig gemacht.

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Farbschatten

Truely one of the best songs ever written. After all these years I still feel every Note

shadowseeker

Same I love this song so many memories

Martin C

This band still gives me goosebumps after all theese years 

Melanie Schröder

+Martin C
yeah

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