Story Behind the Song
As the conflict in the Middle East intensified this past April, I felt a strong desire to reach out to the world community with my song, in a gesture of peace and goodwill. So I added three karaoke tracks, one for each vocal version. I'm hoping that people from all over our nation and the world will join me in honoring the victims of September 11 by lending their voices to this song.
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Lyrics
September Morning
September morning, millennium dawn,
rage without warning, the innocent gone.
Gone... where to?
... the ones we knew... Gone.
September noontime, through ashes and smoke,
a man stumbles blindly, coughing and choking.
He finds... a church,
cleans his eyes... in the holy water there.
Such beautiful people, how can this be?
Such violent crimes against... humanity.
Dear God, please receive... their souls.
September evening, the workers search on,
listening for voices from under the mounds
of rock... and steel,
trying not... to feel... the pain.
Remembrance and mourning, millennium's dawn,
grief without warning, our innocence gone.
Gone... where to?
... with the ones we knew... Gone.
Such beautiful people, how can this be?
Such violent crimes against... humanity.
Dear God, please receive... their souls.
Frank Jordan
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