Litost

ESC Single quarters: Kriel               Friday 27 march 1987
                                          1:54 Am   LITOST    South of the Tropic of Capricorn

I can’t sleep at rest
A nightmare made me fell like this
‘cause my dreams don’t seem to be the best
Asleep or awake which could be worst?

I’ve tried living life like a poem
With challenges and death ever present
Using words so real to describe fantasy
Is my only rhyming problem
Governed by a clock that I resent

I tried existing like a song
Somehow the tune don’t fit the music
These lyrics and melody are still wrong
All because reality is a tenor lunatic
And time is still the mad conductor

If I try dwelling in a picture
Then the colours all become dull
Will the scene be motionless w/out a future?
In this kaleidoscope, the shapes are all colourless
How can I make this painting seem colourful

So life really can’t be an art
But a choice between insanity and madness
In which we all have to take a part
I’m told there’s euphoria but I’ve only known melancholy
All my questions seem very challenging
The answer seems like fashion and always changing.