At that time There was nothing such as a different sky In that place Nothing was good, no thought was safe We'd talked of the act and often laughed But the joke always ended with, "Well we know we can't do that" Overpowered in the kitchen as the desert night fell With a dark horizon all to himself What help is love, what good is health When it can't be shared and it can't be felt? I'd like to think we know much more when we go and that we leave our pain behind It'd be nice to believe that he'd never leave without a plan in mind But at that time There was nothing such as a different sky