That Sound

That Sound

That sound, that sound
That Siren sounds to force us underground
Anderson or Tube for shelter.
It sounds again that sound of death
Will London burn tonight it said.

A walk to the shelter before it comes
The rain of bombs from planes so high.
For this is the Blitz
The London Blitz
When London burned
When Londoner's remained brave.

Down the Tube we go
Look for a space we do
To lay our head upon a bed to sleep
We hope and pray for us to see another new day.
Settling down for the night
We meet our friends again
To pass the time and ease the pain
A sing song for us To hide our fears and tears
While the Tube trains run
London remains alive.

Then it starts those sounds
Whistling of the bombs
Has the tail fins spins
On it journey from plane to ground.
Almighty explosion Vibrant the night.
Below ground Citizens do shake.
Theirs eyes look up in hope its safe.
The ground its shakes like a giant Earthquake
Has the bombs they strike their targets.

Indiscriminately these bombs they kill
Mother, Child, Soldier, Old and Young, Fathers too
Oh when will peace come to thee this proud City.
Has the dawn breaks over this City
That Siren is heard once more.
This is the sound of the 'All Clear' its safe to return.

Has the population emerges from the ground
Into a world of total destruction.
Fires burn all around buildings fall down.
Chaos is calmed by the Services who care.
I walk these ruined streets to my home not far from here.
There's the Pub the School and
Oh my God my house has gone!
Oh those sounds those sounds
The Siren sounds.