(Barry Mason). [A side of Columbia DB 7766 1965]. The day will come when out of empty space. A flash of fire will light the children's face. Hopelessly their last tears they will cry. Be too late to ask our leaders why. The day will come a day of sorrow. A day we'll see them strollin' out to tomorrow.. The song of life that once we knew so well. Will not be heard as we're led into hell. Death is close yes I can see the sign. And down your street the blood will flow like wine. The day will come a day of sorrow. A day we'll see them strollin' out tomorrow. The day will come and swallow up the sun. We can't escape we've got nowhere to run. The generals must be found some work to do. The medals must be bought by me and you yeah. The day will come of pain and sorrow. And we'll see them strollin' out tomorrow. The day will come. The day will come. The day will come.