Story Behind the Song
A more subdued instrumental version, the lead parts here sound distant, especially during the chorus. This reminds me of how the images of those dark times are slowly fading into the past. While the events of that day and its aftermath are receding, with God's help our memories of the thousands lost will remain strong.
No one deserves it more than they do.
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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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