Down underground,
There is another world,
Where the darkness is the light,
Where people question the difference,
Between good and evil,
They think themselves good,
Do those they think bad,
Think the same thing,
Can something be right,
When in the eyes of others it is wrong,
There is a line between love and hate,
Though could it just be a smudge,
How can there be a black and white,
When there are just tones of grey,
Must we divide ourselves against one another,
Must we stand together through it all,
We are blinded and we see no true color,
We are nothing until you open your eyes.
And you will see nothing is different,
Yet it is as different as it can be.
