May Day

The rock on which I stand is slowly sinking in the sand

The sheer realities of life are rushing by

I am looking out at life and I don't know what's wrong or right

And I can't even see the bright side of the moon

I stopped a man in the street today

And I asked him ''Sir, is it night or day?''

He just stared (smiled) in disbelief

I asked again but he walked away

He said ''Don't you know?''

I said ''Can't you say? Is there something inbetween?

Is it something I've not seen?

Did it change so fast or was it just a dream?''

Time and time again I've tried to recreate the past few days

Evaluate the constants from the haze

But every time I think I'm right, they say I'm wrong

''This day is night and night is day -

It's there in black and white''

Night is light and dark is day

If I disagree they say I'm insane

And the treatment will begin

If I say that the day is light

They just point my eyes to the blinding night, saying

''We can't set you free if you always disagree,

So the State is going to pay your doctor's fee''

They put me out in the pouring rain

To enjoy the sun or to feel the pain

Of the nightmare life's become

I asked a man in the street today

Or was it yesterday or the day before?

''Is there something I've not seen?

Is there something inbetween?

Did it change so fast or was it just a dream?''

The rock on which I stand is now beneath the ever-flowing sand

The sheer realities are here to stay

I'm looking out at life and now I know what's wrong and right

It's what you hear and what you read and what they say

I saw a man in the street today

Ask another man ''Is it night or day?''

He just stared (smiled) in disbelief

He said ''Friend, it's your lucky day

I'm a party man, won't you step this way?''

I've got something you've not seen

Now I know it's not a dream

It just came so fast, that something inbetween