Bordeaux, the new dark

Once everything was black, black and white. Dark and light flying in our space, our own fantasy world.

I began to see everything through big bordeaux glasses, the outside hiding in black, but from the inside bordeaux. 

They say that if you put your glasses off, you see black again. Everything is possible in fairytales, so I made my own kind. The kind that see and the kind that doesn't, cause sometimes you would  rather stay in a place called Mystery Land.

He took his visors off, the boy next to him is looking. He looked back and saw a pink robot, the kind that always says the right answers, but don't fool yourself, no one is a robot.

Bordeaux, we light up the dark.