High or Low

High or low is a choice You determine by the tone The tone of the voice in the head When the world turns red and the heat sets in Have you got the will to devour them There are two old ways to blaze One up, one down, one light, one ground Have you seen that beautiful lady With the apples in her hands One green, one red, do you understand The day you learn to blend in You may see as some mind else And if the time and numbers are just right You may see why it's worth the while To render all those old wrongs right And deceive yourself no more And to break free of flawed opinion And find what you know is two and two is four Cause I've seen the darkest of the dark The brightest of the white And learned that each of these Have been called forth By what we call our private mind The day you blend in You may see as some mind else And if the time and numbers are just right You may see why it's worth the while To render all those old wrongs right And deceive yourself no more And to break free of flawed opinion And find what you know is two and two is four The day you blend in You may see as some mind else And if the time and numbers are just right You may see why it's worth the while To render all those old wrongs right And deceive yourself no more And to break free of flawed opinion And find what you know is two and two is four High or low is a choice You determine by the tone The tone of the voice in the head When the world turns red and the heat sets in Have you got the will to devour them There are two old ways to blaze One up, one down, one light, one ground Have you seen that beautiful lady With the apples in her hands One green, one red, do you understand