Here's one I can't sing.

The Sun Is Burning
Written by Ian Campbell
Recorded by Kate Wolf

The sun is burning in the sky,
Strands of clouds go slowly drifting by
In the park the dreamy bees are droning in the flowers among the trees
And the sun burns in the sky

Now the sun is in the west.
Tiny babes lay down to take their rest
And the couples in the park are holding hands and waiting for the dark
And the sun is in the west

Now the sun is sinking low,
Children at play know it's time to go
High above a spot appears, a little blossom blooms and then draws near
And the sun is sinking low

Now the sun is come to earth,
Shrouded in a mushroom cloud of death
Death comes in a blinding flash of hellish heat and leaves a sea of ash
And the sun has come to earth

Now the sun has disappeared
All that's left is darkness, pain and fear
Twisted, sightless wrecks of men go crawling on their knees and cry in pain
And the sun has disappeared

Kate Wolf recording: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G7Ei_PQf2Lw