Why does everything align with a binary
Even the skyline’s all black and white
Why do coins only have no more than just two sides
Even the news sheds no colored light

Where we stand, it’s only two dimensions
Where it’s gray space, it is full of questions
The last hope for a revolution will
Come

When planes intersect and all that we had known
Is shattered by what the sky does not condone
When planes are fractured and the establishment falls through the cracks

When planes intersect and we are set free from the
Chains that held us into lines of dolor
When planes are fractured, somehow someday something will set free our
Colors

There’s a point where everyone realizes that everything’s wrong
And hiding our song
There’s a point where two worlds just collide and
We see all things through another’s eyes

Where we stand, it is a new dimension
Where there’s light answering our questions
The last hope for a revolution is
Here

In between black and white
There is something! There is something!
In between black and white
Is everything! Is everything!

Some will be lost in pursuit of our cause
But time will come when it’s no longer our loss

Where planes intersect and all we now behold
Is a far cry from the world we called our own
Where planes are fractured, the old establishment falls through the cracks

When planes intersect and we are set free from the
Chains that held us into lines full of dolor
When planes are fractured, somehow someday something will set free our
Colors

Where planes intersect and we can now clearly see
Where planes are fractured and yet we are now complete