i see in shades of black and white
grey frames the edges
i see black buildings
black cars
white streets and hills
all have a halo of grey
where two meet
and are one
nature merges with machine
the stuff from which it was born
the grey gives life
shows the meeting-place
the point where everything in existance
merges
and becomes one
i see in shades of black and white
grey frames the edges
the pures are the silent majority
the mix is the power
the pures are birth and death
the mix is life between
market, market
we are the market
white black and grey
the buyers want the mix
pure is not necessarily valuable
the mix is wanted
without light and dark in one
nothing survives
