The Colour War lyrics

What is right, what is wrong

It is a constant struggle

It is within, and without

Reason and instinct innate

Individually right, society wrong

Like a party mask ornate

Political corrections fare

That looks good on paper

But we all stop and stare

And learn to survive here

No matter what the colour

Or yet who, or what they be

In a mixed world a happy face

A homogeneous one not so

Discretion everywhere you go

For people, they are people

In whispers, in secrets is truth

The truth they want to hide

That we all know deep inside

The colour war is unwinnable

A test given to discretion

To an individual's perception

An unusual recollection

What is your favorite colour

Or perhaps, why is that so