Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
Black then white are all I see in my infancy
Red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me
Lets me see
Angels on the sideline Puzzled and amused Why did Father give these humans free will? Now they're all confused Don't these talking monkeys know that Eden has enough to go around? Plenty in this holy garden, silly monkeys Where there's one, you're bound to divide it Right in two Angels on the sideline Baffled and confused Father blessed them all with reason And this is what they choose?