And what can I see
Nothing but grey skies moving in on me
Equations make no sense, the lesson is slow
Want to break out
But there's nowhere to go
I'm beggin the sun to break through
Everyone including Chalkie is feelin' blue
We'd sooner jump up, dance and sing
Only a grey day of sadness do you bring
English is the next on our list
Still what do I see
Nothing but grey skies moving in on me
Syntax is strainin' and the lesson's moving slow
C'mon sky break out a burst of blue
And then we 'll break out
To come and see you
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