Monochrome

How is it possible that we have come to this?

A world of promise stares into an abyss

The knowledge of the ages at our fingertips

Yet we can taste the poison falling from our lips

I had so hoped that the dreams of my Tomorrowland

Could have avoided the division upon which we stand

Have we been rendered so blind an so unable to see

There's so much more than this black and white philosophy

The logic and emotions bare their fruits a thousand times

So crush the pigments and smear them way outside the color lines