Most days we walk into the sound of chatter
The usual problems, differently expressed,
The easy satisfaction of remixing the usual answers
To provide a supposedly unique solution
And keeps the wolves at bay
But outside, the scenery and the weather is changing
Whilst we’re inside, safe and warm, we don’t notice
Until we have to venture out
Because the answers we give people no longer work.
We look at each other, confused
When did it get to be like this?
Why weren’t we told?
Because we were too busy to notice.
Yesterday’s normal has gone and today’s questions are difficult
We’ve looked in our books, and asked our friends, and can’t find the answer
We need to talk, not our normal, comfortable, familiar conversations
Something altogether more original, more remarkable, more scary,
If we are to find an answer in these unfamiliar surroundings.