Brockwell Park

In the night we freeze And you want me to tell In London's lonesome park Brockwell 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 I watched Your naked body strain