Sometimes its a Gray World by Zach Schimpf Lyrics

There it is
That whirlwind gone by
A piece of me follows and dies

There it is
Shiny fork in the road
It taunts and teases me, "don't move"

Overcooked the idea, now it's black
Overstayed my welcome, now it's gone

What is it that's under my control?
Only what a shaky grip can hold

Don't move