Madness
Oh yeah sure, conscience and all of that stuff
We'll sort that out later, you've time enough
Right now you must realize that not much is fair
When you hunt with the hounds now you run with the hare
Without low there is no high
If nothing fell there'd be no sky
Without far there is no near
The days that separate the night
The shadows by which we'll recognize the light
Yes, it's the simple equation of black and white
The mathematical film of wrong minus right
The calculation of good over bad
Ever feel like you've been had
'Cause with no love there is no high
If nothing falls there'd be no sky
Without far there is no near
The days that separate the night
It's the shadows by which we'll recognize the light
'Cause of course you know you ask anyone
We're in our own relative reality
All things must have their opposite
To know anything is to know it by a contrast
With something that it is not
Without far there is no near
It's the days that separate the night
It's the shadows by which we'll recognize the light
It's the days that separate the night
It's the shadows by which we'll recognize the light
Oh, it's the days that separate the night
It's the shadows by which we'll recognize the light
The days that separate the night
And the shadows by which we recognize the light
