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