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It was seven months since 9/11, the work was almost done |
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Seven months since 9/11 and the work had just begun |
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Ground Zero lit the evening sky like a dagger through the heart |
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The search lights drove through |
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Heaven's doors and blew them far apart |
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A few miles north on the |
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Hudson river we've gathered for a sort of wake |
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Nobody felt like celebrating, but the firemen needed a break |
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They've been to so many funerals and have seen so many terrible sights |
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They been to |
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Ground Zero from dawn to dust and around the clock some nights |
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To Kingdom come, to hell and gone |
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To somewhere far away |
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Where murder does not break a heart |
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On a sunny day |
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I was all dressed up like the rest of the crowd at the |
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Roxy Club that night |
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The men and women in uniform tried hard to keep it light |
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Kevin Bacon played and sang and people started to smile |
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Chris Bodi played his silver horn with rhythm and with style |
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I sang my song ' |
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Amazing Grace' and people hugged and cried |
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Ronnan Tynan sang ' |
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Danny Boy' and not an eye was dry |
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Steve Buscemi spoke of life at |
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Engine 55How those firemen stayed the course and saved so many lives |
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To Kingdom come, to hell and gone |
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To somewhere far away |
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Where murder does not break a heart |
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On a sunny day |
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A burly man with a handsome face stuck out his hand and smiled |
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Says 'Meet my wife, we like your songs, we've been with you mile for mile' |
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And though he had a ragged face |
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I knew I could see the hurt |
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And he pointed at a spot above the collar of his shirt' |
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Oh just look here on the back of my neck there's a tattoo, can you see? |
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Just right there' |
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I got up close and saw the number 343 |
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The number of the firemen that were lost on that black day |
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The number of those heroes, |
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Ground Zero was their grave |
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To Kingdom come, to hell and gone |
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To somewhere far away |
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Where murder does not break a heart |
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On a sunny day |
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Those firemen loaded up with gear, climbed to their deaths that day |
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Along with other hundreds blasted on their way |
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Police and |
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EMS and those on whom death took its toll |
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And all those whose dreams won't dawn, about three thousand more |
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I left the party after that, |
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I couldn't stay my tears |
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For all our gifts, for all our hopes, for all our nameless fears |
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For all our heroes, men and women lost on that black day |
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For the firemen with courage and their hearts so strong and brave |
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Who made sure in their final hours 33000 souls were saved |
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They've gone to where there are no tears |
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And every heart is gay |
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They will not be forgotten |
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On a sunny day |
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To Kingdom come, to hell and gone |
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To somewhere far away |
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Where murder does not break a heart |
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On a summer day |
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Where murder does not break the heart |
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On a sunny day |
