Byberg's Lament

My dream, was just a simple diving board
Something that Hamar could afford to build
My dream was killed. Now I’m lost
Oh God kill me now, just set me free
For I no longer wish to be, I am to tired now to fight
Geir Bybergs life will end tonight
Byberg
God, is that you?
You have forgotten who you are?
What do you mean?
You are the deputy mayor of Hamar
The second most important man in
City council. Finish the diving tower
But how? The people hate me and we have no more money
You live in Norway. There’s always more money
Just hold a press conference, take the blame, and you will be fine
But what will I tell them?
Press conference Byberg
God!
Press conference
God don’t leave me. Don’t leave me God
Press conference
No, God
I will do as you say
Press conference on its way
There will be biscuits there, and awkward atmosphere
I will take all the blame
I’ll bow my head in shame
Hamar prepare for my confession