Oh it's a simple equation of good versus bad The terror of knowing all that we've had Has to be paid for in the long run Books balanced justice seen to be done Oh yes conscience and all of that stuff We'll sort that out later you've time enough Right now you must realise that not much is fair When you hunt with the hounds now you run with the hare Without low there'd be no high If nothing fell there'd be no sky Without far there is no near The days that separate the night The shadows by which we'll recognise the light Yes its the simple equation of black and white The mathematical film of wrong minus right The calculation of good over bad Ever feel like you've been had 'Cos with no love there is no high If nothing falls there'd be no sky Without far there is no near The days that separate the night It's the shadows by which we'll recognise the light 'Cos of course you know you ask anyone We're in our own relative reality All things must have their opposite To know anything is to know it by a contrast With something that it is not Without far there is no near It's the days that separate the night It's the shadows by which we'll recognise the light It's the days that separate the night It's the shadows by which we'll recognise the light Oh it's the days that separate the night It's the shadows by which we'll recognise the light The days that separate the night And the shadows by which we recognise the light Goodnight Close