A Wash of Muted Grey by Lori Yamamoto

[Verse 1] The sky is drizzly, a wash of muted grey, where a lone bilby ducks beneath the brush. I’m feeling dizzy, watching the Byrd fly away, while Libby and Lizzy speak in a hushed, drily whispered rush. [Verse 2] Ibby and Izzy sit idly by the bird, Bil counts the bibles, drums by the lib wall. A bib for the baby, a bid for the word, Mind the biz, feel the bri, watch the debble fall— A dirge for a dry soul. [Chorus] Liz, lib, lid, rib, rid, Yid. bi, by, dB, dr, dy, id, il, lb, rd, yd, yr, I. [Verse 3] In twilight's embrace, where shadows softly dance, The whispers of the past weave a tender romance. A sip of warm jasmine, a breeze through the trees, Floating along with the hum of the bees. [Verse 4] With clouds like silk, weaving tales in the air, Where memories linger, wrapped in a whispering prayer. Through the eyes of the night, let your spirit roam free, As the heart beats gently, like waves on the sea. [Chorus] Liz, lib, lid, rib, rid, Yid. bi, by, dB, dr, dy, id, il, lb, rd, yd, yr, I. [Outro] Velvet nights whisper, where dreams intertwine, A dance of soft echoes, where stars brightly shine. With shadows as companions, we drift through the light, Searching for solace in the heart of the night.