Shades of gray Hate influence A constant truth Put into effect The question On a dead friends face The tragic Stance he used to take Passed away by circumstance A forced exit out of Innocence The right to choose Stays in her head Systematic ignorance A poiliticians Hand in your pants Searching For what we don't have Creating new obscenities Harrased And broken down and in An eye towards Eternity A passing glance And half a chance At sanity Shows you Things... they get away It's all we can do To ride it on through No one Leaves the caravan Feel the signs The jazz... the bind Affection For a certain time A haze of mid-life Drunkeness You're crucified for what Your art says If art is God... true art has left