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 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