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Posted By | Discussion Topic: Sept. 11th tribute song...(A must read if you have a heart) | ||||
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...And now the battle between us and them has begun. JYD-4-LIFE. | posted on 11-08-2001 @ 2:15 PM | ||||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: May. 00 | Now I know tribute songs are usually the sort of drivel that drive people to laugh, but the song that Alan Jackson sang last night at the Country Music Awards had to be the most touching song that has been written in a long while. If you didnt see it, you truly missed one of the best moments on tv in a long time, if anyone did see it, you know what I mean. There wasn't a dry eye in the house, or most likely any other house that had the broadcast on. So I thought I would post it here and get some response. I hope you enjoy it. by Alan Jackson Where were you when the world stopped turning That September day Out in the yard with your wife and children Working on some stage in L.A. Did you stand there in shock At the sight of that black smoke Rising against that blue sky Did you shout out in anger in fear for your neighbor Or did you just sit down and cry Did you weep for the children that lost their dear loved ones Pray for the ones who don't know Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble And sob for the ones left below Did you burst out in pride for the red, white & blue The heroes who died just doing what they do Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer And look at yourself for what really matters I'm just a singer of simple songs, I'm not a real political man I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you The difference in Iraq and Iran But I know Jesus and I talk to God And I remember this from when I was young Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us And the greatest is love. Where were you when the world stopped turning That September day Teaching a class full of innocent children Driving down some cold interstate Did you feel guilty because you're a survivor In a crowded room did you feel alone Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her Did you dust off that Bible at home Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened Close your eyes and not go to sleep Did you notice the sunset for the first time in ages Speak to some stranger on the street Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow Go out and buy you a gun Did you turn off that violent old movie you're watching And turn on I Love Lucy reruns Did you go to a Church and hold hands with some stranger Stand in line and give your own blood Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family Thank God you had somebody to love I'm just a singer of simple songs, I'm not a real political man I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you The difference in Iraq and Iran But I know Jesus and I talk to God And I remember this from when I was young Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us And the greatest is love. I'm just a singer of simple songs, I'm not a real political man I watch CNN but I'm not sure I can tell you The difference in Iraq and Iran But I know Jesus and I talk to God And I remember this from when I was young Faith, hope and love are some good things He gave us And the greatest is love. The greatest is love The greatest is love Where were you when the world stopped turning That September day I'm not afraid of anything in this world There's nothing you can throw at me that I haven't already heard I'm just trying to find A decent melody A song that I can sing, in my own company-U2 | ||||
RainDancer | posted on 11-09-2001 @ 5:50 PM | ||||
Hanger-On Registered: Sep. 01 | I agree with you. It was a wonderful performance. | ||||
Shelle Bink True star of the celebrity softball game: the redhead in section 101. | posted on 11-11-2001 @ 5:27 PM | ||||
O&A Board Regular Registered: Jul. 01 | So true, so beautifulquote: ...I'm speechless. | ||||
Tequila Fez claims this land in the name of Portugal! Why worry about the train if it never makes it around the tracks?? IrishAlkey wuz here!!! | posted on 11-12-2001 @ 8:49 PM | ||||
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jan. 01 | Here is another song Click here for song From nowhere came barbarians at the gate Falling sounds of silence, echoed in the violence Entombed within a rubble heap of hate Nameless men and women became heroes in my eyes They bravely gave the finest sacrifice And when all hope was gone still they carried on For strangers there not questioning the price How are we supposed to pray in a time of war? What are we supposed to say to the gods above? How are we supposed to feel when everything's surreal When all that's left are the ashes of those we love? My brave new world of pain, human history's gone insane Etched now in a memory full of holes And everyone was there and everyone was watching While evil stole the laughter from our souls How are we supposed to pray in a time of war? What are we supposed to say to the gods above? How are we supposed to feel, when everything's surreal When all that's left are the ashes of those we love? But I do believe in peace, and I do believe in hope And I do believe we'll find the strength within Yes I do believe in love, and I do believe in life And I do believe that evil will not win. Thousands still lie buried and I'm left to wonder why All I want to be is anywhere but here Bereft and I'm left grieving with so many things unsaid Because good-byes are the one thing that I fear Too long the dust's been blowing, unrest is what it's sowing Spewed out from death's carnivorous grin I've said all I can say, I've felt all I can feel And I never want to go this way again How are we supposed to pray in a time of war? What are we supposed to say to the gods above? How are we supposed to feel, when everything's surreal When all that's left are the ashes of those we love? What are we supposed to say to the gods above? Yet I do believe in love, and I do believe in life And I do believe that evil will not triumph. AOL/AIM - oanda1027fm This message was edited by Tequila on 11-12-01 @ 8:51 PM | ||||
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