Lyrics Stranger In Uniform - David Harley

Quiet days, slow march past of the minutes
Remorseless progression of the hours
The sun burns out in a mock tropic sky
The sands run down and time holds its breath

Waiting, ever waiting for the stranger in uniform
To shatter the mirror-still days

Quiet days counting falling leaves
Stripping petals from a scrap of bush
Nights under the trees hiding from the world
Singing wild songs to a gypsy moon

Waiting, ever waiting for the stranger in uniform
To shatter the cut-crystal days

Quiet days - sunrise leaps from tree to tree
A small boy with a fishing rod re-lives jam-jar days
Ripples smooth away the wrinkled image
Waiting for history to rewrite the page

Waiting, ever waiting for the stranger in uniform
To shatter the diamond-cut days

Quiet country days in a honeymoon paradise
Raindrops dancing tiptoe on the glass
Clouds hang heavy as time and history
Hiding in each other in autumn 1939

Waiting, ever waiting for the stranger in uniform
To shatter the looking glass days