Its dark in the car

we're deep in the garden of england

its dark in the car

they're all asleep but you and me

there's time to talk

we're only on holiday

and I think you said this to me



The germans are out today

they won the war you know

I didn't look for salvation

but,boy I found it there

in and RAF bunkhouse

I borrowed a bible

the fellow who owned it

wanted it shared



Outside a locked door

in front of a dusty store

outside a locked door

we talked through the drunken singing in the rain

there's no time talk

not while we're standing here

but even now I thought I heard you say



Hey it don't last forever

hey were we there together

its so dark in this prism life

take back the years

hold back the tears

on all of these days

that might not have been there at all

AUGUST 1982