- Mother of disaster and sister of our fate Do you count the tragedies we see? Father of confusion and brother of debate Do you recall the sister of Rosemary? The doodlebugs were flying and the blitz was at its high Rosemary lay sleeping with her sister only five And no one heard the one that hit, the one that blew the lid Rosemary came out crying but her sister never did And you fly high, and your dreams are all in vain One moment you are singing and the next your crying in pain But high above the heavens on a host of angels' wings Rosemary's sister will be da - ncing 2 2 2 2 4 4 (x2) Her mother cried all that year as many others did She'd pull through for a moment, now and then And the people down in Bethnel Street in the rubble and the stones Swept up the street and started all again When tyranny is biting you do your best to try To stifle all your heartache till it's safe again to cry And when at last the darkness clears and the sun comes shining through You dust it off and start it all anew And you fly high, and your dreams are all in vain One moment you are singing and the next your crying in pain But high above the heavens on a host of angels' wings Rosemary's sister will be da - ncing Break - 2 2 2 2 4 4 2 2 2 2 2 2 4 2 2 2 2 8 2 2 2 2 2 2 4 4 4 8 4 4 4 4 1 1 2 4 4 4 A > 2 2 2 2 2 2 4 4 4 4 2 2 4 4 2 2 2 2 4 4 - There's a teacher in the classroom, there's a mother in the hall The children sit and wait for the bell for home And Rosemary is waiting, she has a child now of her own And she's waiting to collect and take her home But sometimes in the silence, in the firelight where she sits Her mind goes back to Bethnel Street, to the darkness and the blitz And she knows if there's another one, then the end will be complete, Well, I wonder what they'd say in the Bethnel Street And you fly high, and your dreams are all in vain One moment you are singing and the next your crying in pain But high above the heavens on a host of angels' wings Rosemary's sister will be da - ncing 2 2 2 2 4 4 End