and so it goes

into a simple word time won't congeal
we're always driven by the need for haste
still rest and contemplation have appeal
though as we surmise not to every taste
the memory we cherished long erased
each day we drive each other to the chase
not sure or knowing how each ugly case
will lead us from the intuitive leap
will keep us distant from a vast disgrace
we solve each problem while we're fast asleep

our purpose in the end to sign and seal
certification of the warmth embraced
by those who will in time to justice kneel
the first desire is by the best replaced
and in clear amber memory's encased
we won't forget that moment's interface
though others might our steady path retrace
we know those things that in recall we'll keep
behind protection both of sword and mace
we solve each problem while we're fast asleep

each turning of the annual star-wheel
returns us to the signs we long have faced
to see the sparks take flight from clashing steel
in manner that no one could find debased
we find no honour in excess and waste
but for a coming onslaught we must brace
acknowledging that all change comes apace
and reasons for the process are not deep
not one of us will turn out a scapegrace
we solve each problem while we're fast asleep

prince you withdraw from us your normal grace
afraid what happens when we reach your place
there's time to laugh and far more time to weep
but all in time will lose the longest race
to other voices we must grant due space
we solve each problem while we're fast asleep