One more day down
Everybody has those days
Where one sweet song's
Just gnough to clear my head
Fall on real life
Is anybody left there sane?
If we slide on over and accept fate
Then its bound to be a powerful thing
If its just that you're weak
Can we talk about it
Its getting so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of a chance
The fiction, the romance,
And the Technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
one boy head strong
Thinks that living here's just plain
He's pushed down so hard
You can hear him start to sink
And its one last round of petty convorsation
You hold on boy cause
You won't go down like this?
Just roll on over
Lay down till its more than you can take
So one more day down
And everybody's changing
One more head down
Just enough to reach my head
If its just that you're weak
can we talk about it
Its getting so damn creepy
Just nursing this ghost of a chance
The fiction, the romance,
And the Technicolor dreams
Of black and white people
We are black and white people