I don't have to deal with it But you can't help but think about it I'm so ashamed of all the things That we have said and done Like my father I was born Under the White Sun I was born caught between the Blackness And the White Sun A cry against the madness Blackness and White Sun When you lay down And you go to bed with anger You wake up with her defenses I'm so amazed that all the colors Are judged by the white light Like my father I was born To dream of picket fences I was born caught between the Blackness And the White Sun A cry against the madness Blackness and White Sun I don't have to deal with it But I think it's time We all want to change the world But we don't want to change our mind And it's madness, madness Caught between the Blackness And the White Sun A cry against the madness Blackness and White Sun