When the world and I were young, Just yesterday. Live was such a simple game, A child could play. It was easy then to tell right from wrong. Easy then to tell weak from strong. When a man should stand and fight, Or just go along.
But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray.
I remember when the answers seemed so clear We had never lived with doubt or tasted fear. It was easy then to tell truth from lies Selling out from compromise Who to love and who to hate, The foolish from the wise.
But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray.
It was easy then to know what was fair When to keep and when to share. How much to protect your heart And how much to care.
But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. Only shades of gray.
Ovo me strasno podsjeti na Platonov zapis o ljudima u mracnoj spilji. Evo malo o tome sa Wikipedije: "[Platon] je [tvrdio]da u materijalnom svijetu vidimo samo sjene svijeta ideja. To je Platon opisao u svojoj poznatoj slici spilje u djelu Država. Naime, Platon je opisao čovječanstvo kao skupinu ljudi u mračnoj spilji. Iza njih je otvor iz kojeg dolazi svjetlost. Ta svjetlost baca sjene na zid u koji ljudi gledaju. Kako vani ljudi možda nose neke stvari (kutije, na primjer), sjene koje su na zidu daju ljudima pogrešan dojam o vanjskom svijetu - ljudi s kockastom glavom (nepoznavanje svijeta ideja). Ponekad se netko iz skupine odvoji i izađe iz spilje, međutim, jaka svjetlost ih zaslijepi (zbog tame u kojoj su živjeli) i oni u strahu trče nazad u spilju". citat posudjen sa: http://hr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Platon
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Shades Of Gray
When the world and I were young,
Just yesterday.
Live was such a simple game,
A child could play.
It was easy then to tell right from wrong.
Easy then to tell weak from strong.
When a man should stand and fight,
Or just go along.
But today there is no day or night
Today there is no dark or light.
Today there is no black or white,
Only shades of gray.
I remember when the answers seemed so clear
We had never lived with doubt or tasted fear.
It was easy then to tell truth from lies
Selling out from compromise
Who to love and who to hate,
The foolish from the wise.
But today there is no day or night
Today there is no dark or light.
Today there is no black or white,
Only shades of gray.
It was easy then to know what was fair
When to keep and when to share.
How much to protect your heart
And how much to care.
But today there is no day or night
Today there is no dark or light.
Today there is no black or white,
Only shades of gray.
Only shades of gray.
The Monkeys
Ovo me strasno podsjeti na Platonov zapis o ljudima u mracnoj spilji. Evo malo o tome sa Wikipedije: "[Platon] je [tvrdio]da u materijalnom svijetu vidimo samo sjene svijeta ideja. To je Platon opisao u svojoj poznatoj slici spilje u djelu Država. Naime, Platon je opisao čovječanstvo kao skupinu ljudi u mračnoj spilji. Iza njih je otvor iz kojeg dolazi svjetlost. Ta svjetlost baca sjene na zid u koji ljudi gledaju. Kako vani ljudi možda nose neke stvari (kutije, na primjer), sjene koje su na zidu daju ljudima pogrešan dojam o vanjskom svijetu - ljudi s kockastom glavom (nepoznavanje svijeta ideja). Ponekad se netko iz skupine odvoji i izađe iz spilje, međutim, jaka svjetlost ih zaslijepi (zbog tame u kojoj su živjeli) i oni u strahu trče nazad u spilju".
citat posudjen sa: http://hr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Platon
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