A Golden Grey
Taproot Lyrics


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She walks with a sadness like she's never known
Exiting from the back in black from head to toe
A swallow of stale station air
Leaving behind the taste of despair
Almost running into someone she used to know
As fragile as a flower
She wonders if she can go on
It's been a long morning
Another cold back Sunday
It's like shes been awake for hours
Another dying Sunday
She hopes to hide these things behind a darkened veil
She dies inside thinking of every time she failed
It seems like only yesterday
A memory of golden gray
Foreshadowing a pale tomorrow
If she could hold on one more hour
Maybe she can go on
It's been a long morning
Another cold back Sunday
It's like shes been awake for hours
Another dying Sunday
She knows she tried
Stuck in the middle
She blames herself, a little
She knows she tried
Suck in the middle
She hates this sound
It's been a long morning
Another cold back Sunday




It's like shes been awake for hours
Another dying Sunday

Overall Meaning

The song "A Golden Grey" by Taproot tells the story of a woman who is going through a difficult time in her life. She walks with a sadness that suggests she has never experienced before, wearing all black and as if she's trying to blend into the darkness around her. As she exits a train station, she can taste the despair she's leaving behind in the station air. She almost runs into someone she used to know, making her feel even more fragile and vulnerable. She wonders if she can keep going, but it's been a long morning and she's already exhausted. The woman is stuck in a cycle of cold, dying Sundays and she hopes to hide her pain behind a darkened veil.


The "memory of golden gray" refers to a time that once seemed hopeful, but now just foreshadows the sadness and pain to come. The woman wishes she could hold on for just one more hour, and she knows she has tried her best, but she still feels stuck in the middle of her struggles. She blames herself a little, but she also hates the sound of her own despair. The song ends with a repetitious reminder of the woman's long morning on another cold, back Sunday, as if there's no end in sight to her struggles.


Overall, the lyrics suggest a woman who is battling with depression or some other emotional turmoil, trying to find a way to hold on and keep going despite feeling stuck in a cycle of pain and despair. The memory of better times offers little comfort or hope, and the woman seems to be carrying the weight of all of her failures and struggles.


Line by Line Meaning

She walks with a sadness like she's never known
The woman walks with a deep sadness that seems unfamiliar to her.


Exiting from the back in black from head to toe
She leaves from the back while wearing all black clothing.


A swallow of stale station air
She takes in the stagnant air of the train station.


Leaving behind the taste of despair
As she departs, she leaves behind a feeling of utter hopelessness.


Almost running into someone she used to know
She nearly collides with someone from her past.


As fragile as a flower
She feels as delicate and vulnerable as a flower.


She wonders if she can go on
She questions whether or not she has the strength to continue.


It's been a long morning
The morning has felt particularly lengthy.


Another cold back Sunday
It's yet another uneventful, dreary Sunday for her.


It's like shes been awake for hours
Although it hasn't been long, it feels like she's been awake for hours.


Another dying Sunday
Another meaningless, depressing Sunday passes by.


She hopes to hide these things behind a darkened veil
She wants to conceal her pain behind a mask of darkness.


She dies inside thinking of every time she failed
Her failures haunt her, causing her emotional anguish.


It seems like only yesterday
It feels as if her memories are still fresh and recent.


A memory of golden gray
A recollection that is both beautiful and melancholic.


Foreshadowing a pale tomorrow
This memory suggests a bleak future.


If she could hold on one more hour
She wishes to endure for just a little longer.


Maybe she can go on
If she can find the strength, she can continue on.


She knows she tried Stuck in the middle
She acknowledges that she's done her best, but she still feels stuck and uncertain.


She blames herself, a little
She takes some responsibility for her struggles and failures.


She hates this sound
She despises the present circumstances and environment.


It's been a long morning
The morning continues to drag on and feels never-ending.


Another cold back Sunday
Another lonely, uneventful Sunday passes by.


It's like shes been awake for hours
The day feels never-ending, making it seem like she's been awake for hours.


Another dying Sunday
Another meaningless, depressing Sunday passes by.




Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing
Written by: Mike DeWolf, Nick Fredell, Phil Lipscomb, Stephen Richards

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