"check pew v" becomes "aldys gray."

But it appears that like your hair, your life has become gray too

Become dull and gray and apathetic

In the evening... when the light begins to fade... my hills become greenish-gray... and lose their depth...

You move forward as a spy, and the line between what's right and wrong becomes more and more gray.

And why do we almost, before we've even begun to live, become dull and gray and apathetic and lazy and useless and unhappy?