gray head south round here things go from gray to black and back to gray again 990603 ... its gray It makes me wonder Will it ever work out I don't know And it makes me feel so down So down Oh so down Well it's graaaaaayyyyyy 990603 ... torch some people find gray a depressing color. i don't. there are so many different variations of gray...there's a bluegray, a redgray, a greenish gray...it's sort of its own independent rainbow. i like that in a colour. maybe if we all worked together as we should, we'd be a big world of various shades of gray...but no one would ever think of it as ugly. far from it. because i'm not talking about an asphalt planet, i'm talking about a world where our positives enhance and our negatives cancel into a melting pot of joy and a deep multigrayed rainbow. 000206 ... lotusflower i always thought it was g-r-e-y. to me it will always be grey. 000319 ... Brad a depressing color for underwear. And yes, I, too thought it was spelled 'grey' 000319 ... MollyGoLightly I hate this color. 000321 ... freakizh the difference between a "gay colored world" and "a gray colored world" is the awareness state rather than the spelling. 010715 ... nocturnal I still think it should be with an e rather than an a. grey. doesn't that look better? I think so. 010715 ... unique butterfly the color of my new kitty. she was white feet though. 010912 ... jane it is spelled grey 020612 ... Mary Sunshine Gray day gray sky gray blanket enveloping me Blue sky Blue bonnets blue mood takes over sunny day sunny side up sunny disposition to everyone else 021029 ... blather spell check actually jane, it can be spelt either way. 021029 ... Rhin i concur. 021029 ... jane i'm just opinionated sometimes 030613 ... Zeke the center of the color solid it is both dark and light it is the perfection of color balance it is lack of saturation 031117 ... Astrea Is there something wrong with me Because I can only see in shades of gray My eyes can see, my mind comprehend But my own soul cannot under stand Why they pass me by this way Why they look at me this way They say time is made of memories So I'll stumble through them now Staring blankly at the scenes They say make up my life Is there something wrong with me Because I cannot claim my memories Is there something wrong with me Even when I ask, they will not tell I can hear their words, only nonsense I don't understand why they don't say When they hear me yell like this When I scream inside myself They say that monsters are always black But they don't look so to me Shades of gray, some light, some dark But is there something wrong with me That these monsters look like me? 031212 ... zeke a color is an imperfect gray 031212 ... ofsuch not quite black not quite white crossing lines walking the edge area loopholes room to do whatever you want to do 040430 ... silentbob It was raining when i woke up today. Everything was wet and gray and i wondered why God would make it a rainy day on this of all days, such a random day to make rainy. I wondered about His ways and what reason He might have. He probably made it rainy for one person in particular. Maybe He was answering their prayers, maybe He was preventing them from leaving their house. Or maybe He wanted to make it difficult to drive, so that certain somebody would come into a bit of trouble. Maybe God wanted them with Him. This thought always made me feel good when someone died, but thinking God made it rainy to ensure someone died, that just made me feel ill at ease. 060327 what's it to you? who go blather from