Brockwell Park

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