When there’s only shades of grey
And nothing’s black and white
And you’re looking for an answer
And your night has turned to day
And time just slips away
You torture yourself
The shallowing
The shallowing
Ease that troubled mind
For time will soon erase
The tune of cruel suggestion
Don’t be fooled again
You hide that sunken faces
The signs are all but clean
The shallowing
It’s the shallowing
Turn it all around
Turn it upside down
Don’t let it fade away
If vacancy’s the sign
As you look into your eyes
Hold on to your mind
The shallowing
The shallowing