Lyrics Life - Nathan Nyirenda

As we journey along the defiant pilgrimage of life,
We have learned to squeeze philosophy out of thin air,
To have acronyms, abbreviations, signs and symbols before,
After and within our names. For making explanations,
Dissecting hypotheses, demystifying theories, analysing,
Predicting and confusing ourselves in complicating the simple,
Obtaining masters' degrees,
Mastering everything of gigantic
Complexity, but fail lamentably at the mastery of self.
We indulge in pontification,
Glorification and sanctimoniously magnify the frailty of others
So bas to shroud our own atrocities, what to do with you Oh life.
Save me from the fires locked within me, deep inside my soul,
Save me from my strength, from my weakness from my glory,
From my doom, save me from the mountains high n' valleys low,
Longest night n' brightest day,
Save me from my own destruction, save me from myself.
So we create barricades, gurrisons, arsenals,
Fortifications and fortresses trying to restrain the
Enemy without and shield ourselves from potential falls that
Walk this earth and yet our greatest enemy is at large!
We eat with him, walk with him and sleep with him.
We are our greatest enemy, self-destructive, self- detonating,
Self-exploding to proportions of incalculable Kilojoules.
We portray to the whole world that we are swift and span and bigger
Than we really are but deep within our ourselves we know
Better than everybody that we are thirty, fourty, fifty, sixty,
Seventy, eighty-year old babies whining for attention.
What to do with you Oh life!
Save me from the fire locked within me, deep inside my soul,
Save me from my strength from my weakness, from my glory,
From my doom, save me from the mountains high n' valleys low,
Longest night n' brightest day,
Save me from my own destruction, save me from myself.
You are the great infinite of uncertainty,
You criss-cross so many options,
But your intelligence is dissolved in the struggle between free will
And divinity, too many voices, so many heights, too many dreams,
What to do with you all life,
To leave you be and let you carry on
Laisssez-faire like a child at play?
To climb our own mountains with abandoned or
Pass by the planet persuing the agenda of other men?
What to do with you Oh life,
To watch you landsliders into the cacophony of our own choices?
To leave you curb our own tomorrow and and dispose of our yesterday
Into a petri dish of selective amnesia, what to do with you Oh life.
Save me from the fires locked within me, deep inside my soul,
Save me from my strength, from my weakness,
From my glory from my doom,
Save me from the mountains high n' valleys low,
Longest night n' brightest day,
Save me from my own destruction, save me from myself.
Save me from the fires locked within me, deep inside my soul,
Save me from my strength, from my weakness, from my glory,
From my doom, save me from the mountains high n' valleys low,
Longest night n' brightest day,
Save me from my own destruction, save me from myself.w