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