May Day (Harvest Barclay James)

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