It's funny
A beam of light can hold a thousand memories
Of pain, of love, of hate
Of every emotion in between
But the most captivating thing is how haunted it is.
Three thousand lives.
Same fate.
September 11, 2001.
We say we'll never forget
And how can we?
But still it's funny,
And funny things aren't always humourous,
But what's so amazing
Is that
Three thousand lives
Were taken that day
And a phantom beam of light
Is all it takes
To remember.
A beam of light can hold a thousand memories
Of pain, of love, of hate
Of every emotion in between
But the most captivating thing is how haunted it is.
Three thousand lives.
Same fate.
September 11, 2001.
We say we'll never forget
And how can we?
But still it's funny,
And funny things aren't always humourous,
But what's so amazing
Is that
Three thousand lives
Were taken that day
And a phantom beam of light
Is all it takes
To remember.
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