Black And White
Tomas Bodin, Roine Stolt
Days of black and white are here again
Leave its mark of just a day
Sisters of the night will take you in
And tell you lies of what she's seen
Who can see the truth is half her name
All that's in between, but never heard
Nor freely spoken
Days of black and white is all you get
No second view is there for you
Details may be lost but still not gone
These plastic tales are still untrue
Telling tales of hate for old times sake
Equals to the love your neighbour takеs
And bury slowly
Days of future passed so rapidly
After all this timе do you really doubt?
It's black and white