SUN IS BURNING IN THE SKY

by Ian Campbell



The sun is burning in the sky

Strands of cloud are gently drifting by

In the park the busy bees are droning

In the flowers among the trees

And the sun burns in the sky



Now the sun is in the west

Little kids lie down to take their rest

And the couples in the park

Are holding hands and waiting for the dark

And the sun is in the west



Now the sun is sinking low

Children playing know it's time to go

High above a spot appears

A little blossom blooms and then drops near

And the sun is sinking low



Now the sun has come to earth

Shrouded in a mushroom cloud of death

Death comes in a blinding flash

Of hellish heat and leaves a smear of ash

And the sun has come to earth



Now the sun has disappeared

All is darkness, anger, pain and fear

Twisted sightless wrecks of men

Go groping on their knees and cry in pain

And the sun has disappeared



@war @bomb @death

recorded by Ian Campbell Folk Group

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