Lyrics The Burning - Iron Curtain

The Burning

As a star collapsed and died
In a corner of the sky
We were facing eye to eye
With the burning of a million dreams
There outside with all the noise
Children playin with their toys
Their imaginations run
From the dyin of an evening sun
The burning
Helicopter buzzing sound
A warm wind in a quiet town
Does it have to be so loud
They were killin all the tourist trade
The burning