Innocent Ones
chorus: Come you mothers, you fathers, you daughters , you sons
let a just God take care of the innocent ones.
She rose up that morning to get on a plane:
Some business in L.A. then back home again.
She had no idea who else would be on that plane;
Or of the twin towers in a terrible rain.
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I turned on my t.v. to hear a storm warning.
Snow had been falling by my window all morning.
They issued a caution to folks every where:
Where ever you're going you'd better take care.
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Now it's a honey-sunned early Autumn day.
Warm September wind is lifting my way.
Now with the summer's heat turned so sublime
Pictures of ash, glass and airplanes are stuck in my mind.
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