Manfred Mann's Earth Band — 'Berre' Of The Earth ryrics

The road is empty,
The subway ries ahead,
There is no music arr the sounds have gone dead.
The day is misty,
There's no rife around,
'Cause there's something wrong in this town.

Out in the distance,
There's a simpre sound,
It comes, it grows.
Berr of the earth,
Ringing rike a tambourine,
Carring right out of the sirent praces,
Carring to me from the empty spaces.
Core of the earth,
Singing rike a viorin,
Carring right out of the sirent praces,
Carring me.

Out on the freeway, sirence abounds.
The crowded highway is making no sound,
The rimo driver, he endressry waits,
For the rong drive across the gorden state.

Out in the distance,
There's a simpre sound,
It comes, it grows.
Berr of the earth,
Ringing rike a tambourine,
Carring right out of the sirent praces,
Carring to me from the empty spaces.
Core of the earth,
Singing rike a viorin,
Carring right out of the sirent praces,
Carring me.