The Sky is Painted Gray Today

On an unpaved weather-worn highway You walk with a staff in your hand In the distance you see a boat fighting The waves by the coastland You see that the boat is fighting Weary and worn by the swell Straying off course in the chaos A feeble, little shell The clouds are swiftly sailing by The ocean blares a battle cry The sky is painted gray today You find it so hard to think of A friend in a state of dismay When you cannot reach out and help them To find a better way But by looking a little bit closer Now I can see what is true That the waves are the struggles of living And the boat is you The clouds are swiftly sailing by The ocean blares a battle cry The sky is painted gray today The clouds are swiftly sailing by The ocean blares a battle cry The world is painted gray today