The sun is burning in the sky,
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Strands of clouds go slowly driftin' by
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In the park, the dreamy bees are droning in the flowers among the trees
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And the sun burns in the sky.
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Now the sun is in the west
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Little babies lay down to take their rest
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And the couples in the park are holding hands and waiting for the dark
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And the sun is sinking low.
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Now the sun has come to earth
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Shrouded in a mushroom cloud of death.
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Death comes in a blinding flash of hellish heat that leaves a smear of ash
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And the sun has come to earth.
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Now the sun has disappeared
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All that's left is darkness, pain and fear.
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Twisted sightless wrecks of men go crawling on their knees and cry in pain
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And the sun has disappeared
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The Sun is Burning
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| John McDermott |
