1. Now, the sands are running out slowly As he runs along the living crowded street He’s just like a house on fire Magnetized by the old mansion on the hill It seems somebody’s waiting there for him Looks like a movie house He’ll be the only one to see the show To tell him what could be Lights are dimmed by hands unseen His face appears on the screen First blurred Then clearly Now the film of life will show What you never realized Until you got your call Life is just a lucky chance As long as you take time To take care of your soul
First, there is a scene from his childhood Then his face covered with measles everywhere Yes, he really can remember Lightly off, barely escaping polio That happened when he was a little boy But he could see it now Talk of the devil and he will appear To tell you what might be Film fate of him, you or me The back door possibility First blurred Then clearly As the film of life goes on You can see acts you’ve played But did not realize Showing it is touch-and-go With our lives sometimes But we don’t think of it
2. When - that strange performance was over Someone came, his name was mister scheleton He said:"you’ve been a bureaucratic man Without a human trait You have to die as your life’s meaningless Your own fault, so listen I’ll do a special with you ‘cause your Train is long overdue You will be Surrendered To the close-meshed nets of law They always find a reason To put out a soul Maybe health and life depend On the regime you’re in And on your attitude
Our hero’s lost himself in a maze He comes forward to a trial Not knowing how or why
He is the accused right there in the dock Jury talks about him In terms he never heard
No speech for defence, no protest at all The judge did not dilly-dally Sent him to the wall
Is it still a film or reality ? Striver’s lost the thread Not knowing that’s his beedeepee
Lost – not knowing where or what he’s passing by He – has had his chips they’re tasting weird Smell – the air of strange incense which fills the hall Why – can’t mister striver perceive The back door possibility ?