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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
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