When will the laughter return?
When will the smile in the glow?
When will the fear be gone?
When will the free flow begin?
We don't hear it now
It seems the wind keeping it away
Floating away in the deepest clouds
Waiting for a day to finally come down
The political situation is fluid
The Turtle man may not get going
Because he's like a puppet on strings
By the post he seems great
But he has to keep watching
The back door he came as well
His days are counting as he walks
One wrong move is all he shouldn't make
The consolidation not on the main body
It will be hard to work for him
The opposition should be in the government
In the unity for the sake of the nation
When will the normal return?
It will be like asking the wind
As long as Rocking Rona keeps mutating
There is no way the normal will arrive
The politics of self interests and benefits
There will be a long way to fight the virus
As long as there is no unity government
We are in for the long haul of pain and misery
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