The sunless dawn, the sleepy eyes, awoken by localised sirens,
The time-zone asleep, unearthly the vibes, solemn the faucet runs,
A woody scent, a dusty wink, a frosty itch, a wish informal,
A dewy freshness, a lazy wipe; and thus you welcome the new normal.
Thus you welcome the new normal, thus you welcome the new normal.(4)
A gulp of water, the ambrosia of earth, its taste most appealing,
The blessing of the touch of wind, grazing the sense of feeling,
Stimulating the very existence the gift of untroubled breathing,
And the sight of the abode, sweet abode, ever assuring, ever alluring.
Not knowing where the beginning is, not knowing where the ending was,
The mystery continues, enchanting all, demanding an anxious moment's pause,
Where will you be later today, tomorrow and forever, with eagerness the mind asks,
Why care now? Just follow the safe convention and fulfil those humdrum tasks.
Are you sure this is the way you welcome the new normal?(4)
No, it's gone all bad and decayed, the way of the fathers the way they had written,
Now the ruins stand derelict, underneath debris of old memories forgotten,
Pardoned always are redundancy and paradox, which abound ubiquitously anyway,
Your fate stands ahead, ready to be scripted the way you want it to play.
Untrodden is the road to heaven, with obstacles, many small but one enormous,
Unconquered is the heaven itself, so you set out to rule with spirits pompous,
The way is easy, just be alone, the power of solitude will march you home now and ever,
But you know you can't take them for granted, you might lose them (and yourself) forever
So with doubt and trepidation you welcome the new normal.(4)
The chains of pain, the wails of love, the groans of hunger, the cries of thirst,
Will you be content with just reaching the end? Escaping the anguish? Being the first?
The heaven will be where it's always been, or rather it won't be where it never was,
The road is but a landscape fickle, soak the fullest before without a trace it dissolves.
In the quest for greatness unseen, the desire for the miracle of sprouting big wings,
Why forget the magic of walking on grass? Of swimming in waters? Of all the little things?
So before you lay your eyes to rest and pray to yourself for your soul to keep,
Do you wish to be gratified with you, or do you wish to lay restless and fail to fall asleep?
And with decisiveness and finality you welcome the new normal.(8)
