in the night we freeze
and you want me to tell
in london`s lonesome park
brockwell
but out here
i am distracted
as fire bombs explode
bonfire lamps glow to the crowded road
if the days weren`t so precious
and no worlds where shorted wires had kept us
things would be better than this
there`s an angel by the ocean i miss
and trips on the train
before our lives changed
the mirror where i watched your naked body strain
