I don't have to deal with it
But you can't help but think about it
I'm so ashamed of all the things
That we have said and done
Like my father I was born
Under the White Sun
I was born caught between the Blackness
And the White Sun
A cry against the madness
Blackness and White Sun
When you lay down
And you go to bed with anger
You wake up with her defenses
I'm so amazed that all the colors
Are judged by the white light
Like my father I was born
To dream of picket fences
I was born caught between the Blackness
And the White Sun
A cry against the madness
Blackness and White Sun
I don't have to deal with it
But I think it's time
We all want to change the world
But we don't want to change our mind
And it's madness, madness
Caught between the Blackness
And the White Sun
A cry against the madness
Blackness and White Sun