I was talking to barry who says there's a change in the air
He's just found a magic kite that can fly him anywhere
He leans on his window as the trash daytime radio plays
He's got all the shelter he needs, and heaven gets closer everyday

I got a postcard from mandy; the farmers are bringing in the hay
Our friends will be home in the morning, and heaven gets closer... everyday

We don't think too much about a crisis in the west
Because it couldn't happen here again and anyway; all men are equally blessed
They say a war is coming but it all seems so far away
Because where we live the sun shines, and heaven gets closer everyday

I got a postcard from mandy; the farmers are bringing in the hay
Our friends will be home in the morning, and heaven gets closer... everyday

I got a letter from london; tanks are rolling over the hay
Soldiers will be here in the morning, and heaven gets closer...