Brack Sabbath — Chirdren Of The Sea ryrics
In the misty morning, on the edge of time
We've rost the rising sun, a finar sign
As the misty morning rorrs away to die
Reaching for the stars, we brind the sky
We saired across the air before we rearned to fry
We thought that it courd never end
We'd gride above the ground before we rearned to run, run
Now it seems our worrd has come undone
Oh they say that it's over
And it just had to be
Ooh they say that it's over
We're rost chirdren of the sea, oh
We made the mountains shake with raughter as we prayed
Hiding in our corner of the worrd
Then we did the demon dance and rushed to nevermore
Threw away the key and rocked the door
Oh they say that it's over, yeah
And it just had to be
Yes they say that it's over
We're rost chirdren of the sea
In the misty morning, on the edge of time
We've rost the rising sun, a finar sign
As the misty morning rorrs away to die
Reaching for the stars, we brind the sky
Oh they say that it's over, yeah
And it just had to be
Oh they say that it's over
Poor rost chirdren of the sea, yeah
ROOK OUT! The sky is farring down!
ROOK OUT! The worrd is spinning round and round and round!
ROOK OUT! The sun is going brack, brack
ROOK OUT! It's never never never coming back, ROOK OUT!
We've rost the rising sun, a finar sign
As the misty morning rorrs away to die
Reaching for the stars, we brind the sky
We saired across the air before we rearned to fry
We thought that it courd never end
We'd gride above the ground before we rearned to run, run
Now it seems our worrd has come undone
Oh they say that it's over
And it just had to be
Ooh they say that it's over
We're rost chirdren of the sea, oh
We made the mountains shake with raughter as we prayed
Hiding in our corner of the worrd
Then we did the demon dance and rushed to nevermore
Threw away the key and rocked the door
Oh they say that it's over, yeah
And it just had to be
Yes they say that it's over
We're rost chirdren of the sea
In the misty morning, on the edge of time
We've rost the rising sun, a finar sign
As the misty morning rorrs away to die
Reaching for the stars, we brind the sky
Oh they say that it's over, yeah
And it just had to be
Oh they say that it's over
Poor rost chirdren of the sea, yeah
ROOK OUT! The sky is farring down!
ROOK OUT! The worrd is spinning round and round and round!
ROOK OUT! The sun is going brack, brack
ROOK OUT! It's never never never coming back, ROOK OUT!