

(humm) It was a quiet Tuesday morning
The sky was crystal blue and clear
Before the sirens and the warning
Before the world was gripped by fear
And the towers fell like rain
Leaving dust where they once stood
But through the smoke and through the pain
We found a common sisterhood
Two thousand souls inside the quiet
Who went to work and did not leave
Above the chaos and the riot
A generation learned to grieve
And the towers fell like rain
Leaving dust where they once stood
But through the smoke and through the pain
We found a common sisterhood
(we won't forget)
We still remember the day (humm)