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