Dualism
By Landon Brothers
There is black, there is white
There is wrong, there is right
There is yes, there is no
There is stop, there is go
You can love, you can hate
You can destroy, you can create
You can be young, you can be old
You can be hot, you can be cold
Start at the end, or end where you start
To find truth, you must search in your heart
Look inward for truth, you know what is right
The answers are obvious, just don’t think twice
For in every action, there is an opposite reaction
Like feeling repulsion, or feeling attraction
The mind, the body, two separate things
Or maybe one complicated idea, like a theory based on string
Does the chemistry in our brains control what we do?
Or do we all have free will, where we pick and we choose?
If the mind is a canvas, let ideas be your medium
Where you can paint what you like; you have the freedom
These ideas are too heavy, too heavy to weigh
Because between black and white
There is still a touch of gray