Started off with one drink then continued through the night
Always deemed a pacifist so couldn’t end this fight
Been working on a special ops so keeping out of sight
Met up with the rest of the team just before the morning light
Been doing this for so long but could still tell wrong from right
Got involved in some situations though, that seriously tested his plight
Did he have a conscience after some of the acts carried out
He couldn’t think about it much, of that he had no doubt
How did he ever get into this, where had it all began
Did he take a step forward once, no in fact he quickly ran
Did he see this as a way out or even a beginning
By keeping watch on that car that night, even with his head spinning
Thinking about that first night when he thought he’d been rumbled
When that man passed him, he slipped from his hiding place and stumbled
It was just co-incidence that place both of them together
The other man had also been hiding but for a different reason altogether
Two different ships were passing in the night
Two different reasons for that initial stage fright
Two different people with reasons of their own
One keeping an eye on things, the other leaving home
Took a walk together to keep an eye on each other
Ended up at a house belonging to the other man’s mother
Not only did she know he was coming, his children were waiting expectantly
Now the undercover one could sigh some relief and take his leave respectfully
The morning dawn had broken and those passing thoughts removed
The assembled team was ready, plans thought carefully through
Each had their own directions all had been well rehearsed
Hard to differentiate between them by the way that they were dressed
Once the command was given there was no stopping them now
The adrenalin rush overwhelming, the volume of noise so loud
Doors smashed down like paper, nothing stood in their way
There was only one thing on their mind on that very emotional day
Thirty minutes later a calmness was restored
All suspects apprehended, all weapons stored
Time to start more thinking about how it all began
Can he now enjoy the sunshine, was it ever in his masterplan