(Barry Mason)

[A side of Columbia DB 7766, 1965]

The day will come when out of empty space

A flash of fire will light the children's face

Hopelessly, their last tears they will cry

Be too late to ask our leaders why

The day will come, a day of sorrow

A day we'll see them strollin' out to tomorrow.



The song of life that once we knew so well

Will not be heard as we're led into hell

Death is close, yes I can see the sign

And down your street the blood will flow like wine

The day will come, a day of sorrow

A day we'll see them strollin' out tomorrow



The day will come and swallow up the sun

We can't escape, we've got nowhere to run

The generals must be found some work to do

The medals must be bought by me and you, yeah

The day will come of pain and sorrow

And we'll see them strollin' out tomorrow



The day will come

The day will come

The day will come