There is nothing as soothing as black
Black as night, black as sleep
Black is to hide
There is nothing as stark as white
White is crisp, white is clean
White is to be found
There is nothing as simple as grey
Simple in the complexity, simple in its meaning
Grey is a medium
But there is something about black
That draws us
Ever closer
Ever nearer
To the vast mystery behind it
Black is mystery, black is hope, black is a way to hide
I hide behind black, red can't be seen in the vast folds of black
So hide, seek out the mystery
There is nothing to fear in black
And there is nothing more soothing
