When up is down and left is right
And east trades place with west
When first is last, back is front
Worst is now the best

When yin is yang and black is white
Ceilings become floors
When yes is no, goodbye’s hello
Walls turn into doors

It’s a contradiction but it’s true
Another mystery for me and you

When loud is soft and near is far
And square looks just like round
When old is young, hot is cold
And all the lost are found

When the heavy load seems light
The darkest hour bright
When the day becomes the night
And wrong gives way to right

Sometimes the easy words are difficult to speak
We’re all the same inside and yet we are unique