In this changing time of uncertainty
In these ever-changing days
Where do you seek your peace, oh!
Are you trusting in your own ways?
Do days seem longer, more hours to fill
Is the night even darker
Have you lost your closest love
Do you struggle, growing weaker
Food and essentials flying off the shelves
Told to stay at home and rest
Social distancing for all
The new feeling close that is best
Every country suffering differently
Still, everyone affected
Jobs lost, households torn apart
Some families reunited
Beaches and shopping centres, so much closed
The sun still shines, the waves crash
Online sales go through the roof
Endless wipes go out with the trash
Where do we go from here, dear friend
Where do we go from here
Will the air ever clear, dear friend
Will the air ever clear
What will we do when it’s over, dear friend
What will we do when it’s over
Will it ever be the same
Will it go back to normal
Sane
Will it ever go back to sane
Can you tell me
Do I really want to know
Will we ever know the same
No, I don’t think so
Longest queues ever for aid and supplies
And some don’t see eye to eye
Yet some seem unfazed, no fear
Why, have you ever wondered why
Homes are stockpiled, where shall we store it all
Will we use everything
Hearts are breaking and broken
Tears they flow, it’s so hard to sing
The streets echo their stillness, vacancy
No-one sees flashing neons
The air is so much purer
Snow-capped range no more illusions
Out of this deep sadness will come beauty
Somehow, somewhere, yes, some time
Dear friend, look up, see the truth
And take heart, through this uphill climb
One day when this is all over, look back
See how strong you have become
Know you are being held close
With help from above, you have won
Where do we go from here, dear friend
Where do we go from here
Will the air ever clear, dear friend
Will the air ever clear
What will we do when it’s over, dear friend
What will we do when it’s over
Will it ever be the same
Will it go back to normal
Sane
Will it ever go back to sane
Can you tell me
Do I really want to know
Will we ever know the same
No, I don’t think so
© 2020 Liana Wendy Howarth