Shades Of Grey

You know we are all the same shade of grey, I guess only the strength of the sunlight is different, when, we're, anchors aweigh it's to the same destination gunfight. It's to the same port, chasing the same loot using the same sad bait, but possibly or maybe played out to another flute or tune; maybe just, just impossibly made that little bit harder for a few, as hard as breathing; living on the moon there are many shades of grey, some subdue you've to ask and make a choice of costume who will you be? What will you wear, between white and black, will you be Glaucous or gleam.