LYRIC FOR SALE

By Shayan Tabbakh

Nothing is absolute
Not in a world of grey
The black isn’t dark
The white isn’t day
Nothing is absolute
Not in a world of grey



He promised his love was eternal
He spoke so sincere
He often coloured her vase
And left her to fill it with tears
Now she looks away from flowers
The scent gets her upset
I’m sorry things have to be this way
Was the last thing that he said



The world has done you wrong
Evil has got its way
But this ain’t that old song
No. This is much more grey




They told him he was guilty
They said he had done wrong
They caught him red handed
His sentence, was life long
Now he’s begging for forgiveness
For letting out the rage
He’s sorry that he reacted
But it's back to the cage






The world has done you wrong
Evil has got its way
But this ain’t that old song
No. This is much more grey



He claimed he knew the truth
He said he had the answers
He revealed it in his work
He gave it to his masters
Now their reviewing all his glory
Their measuring the proof
They’ve reassessed the facts
His theory dead at youth



Nothing is absolute
Not in a world of grey
The black isn’t dark
The white isn’t day
Nothing is absolute
Not in a world of grey