The Sound Of A Gun Lyrics by Chris De Burgh

The Sound Of A Gun

I have seen the diamond stylus,
Cut a groove from north to south,
Heard them calling from the islands for a better day,
One by one they tell their story,
One by one its just the same,
"theyve taken our leaders,
And all their believers are paralysed,
And now we cant turn back - somebody is watching you!
Dont turn round - yesterdays gone!
And even the children are waking at midnight in tears,
Didnt anyone hear? mother, mother, mother..."

Hush child go to sleep, its only the sound of a gun,
Hush child go to sleep, its only the sound of a gun;

Looking out my bedroom window,
I remember early days,
When the shot that wounded millions took our breath away,
But now the shadow of a gunman,
With his balaclava eyes, is making the news,
Calling out the warnings on the telephone,
"youre in the line of fire - wish there was another way!
Line of fire - anything goes,"
And who is the winner, and what will the minister say,
At the end of the day? never, never, never, never!

Hush child go to sleep, its only the sound of a gun,
Hush child go to sleep, its only the sound of a gun;

This is bella soma, this is bella soma...
Mother, mother, mother...

Hush child go to sleep, its only the sound of a gun,
Hush child go to sleep, its only the sound of a gun,
Hush child go to sleep, its only the sound of a gun,
Hush child do not weep,
Its only the sound of a world on the run,
Youre hearing the sound of a gun;