Here inside this quiet room there's direction Outside in the sultry noon-time reflection A million people scurry They're looking for advice None willing to lend charity just exercise their Shades of Truth and partisan conventions Shades of Truth between disparate lines Shades of Truth interpret my intentions You don't know I'm alright You don't know I'm alright Who authorized the blueprints and made us captains? Someone proclaimed creation, people listened While children by the millions are thrown into this zoo This so-called gift of clarity! Oh what was god up to? Shades of Truth and lenient conventions Shades of Truth between disparate lines Shades of Truth interpret my intentions You don't know I'm alright You don't know I'm alright So many walk in parallel and pull their blinders tight So few offer apology and accept other's rights And nothing absolutely can be cherished in the end Can't we all accept that it will all happen again? Just partisan conventions Shades of Truth between disparate lines Shades of Truth interpret my intentions You don't know I'm alright You don't know I'm alright