Talk about the Weather

Wind blows strongly in it's rush to arrive

In your face for as long as you like or hate it

We place ourselves either for or against

And then later on we replicate it

Back in the box with the gas masks off

We stare at the blocks through the double glazing

Wishing the air was cleaner, aware

Of a forecast declaring us crazy - crazy

Mindset in concrete headset on loud

To cover the noise and avoiding the crowds

Lungs on the run and breathing too fast

No time to talk the air doesn't last

So back to the edge where the wind hits you hard

This is the reason you get out of the car

But then you feel lost and go back to sitting

Inside the car and then back to the city

When the air is polluted - luted, the sun is reputed - puted

To give us all cancer, the rain starts to sting

We get immune to it, hoping/assuming it

Will somehow get better... You better stay in

You better stay in, you better stay in

Now we talk about the weather a whole lot more

Running out of conversation and running back indoors

We position our excursions and forget how to explore

Until the wind blows strong enough to make us want some more