It Was Seven Months Since 9/11

And The Work Was Almost Done

It Was Seven Months Since 9/11

And The Work Had Just Begun

Ground Zero Lit The Evening Sky

Like A Beacon Through The Heart

The Searchlights Drove Through Heaven's Doors

And Blew Them Far Apart

A Few Miles North On The Hudson River

We Had Gathered For A Sort Of Wake

Nobody Felt Like Celebrating

But The Firemen Needed Some Kind Of Break

They'd Been To So Many Funerals

And Seen So Many God-awful Sights

They'd Been To Ground Zero From Dawn To Dusk

And Round The Clock Some Nights



To Kingdom Come, To Hell And Gone

To Somewhere Far Away

Where Murder Doesn't Break The Heart

On A Sunny Day



I Was All Dressed Up Like The Rest Of The Crowd

At The Roxy Club That Night

The Men And Women In Uniform

Tried Hard To Keep It Light

Kevin Bacon Played And Sang

And Folks Began To Smile

Chris Bodi Played His Silver Horn

With Rhythm And With Style

I Sang My Song Amazing Grace

And People Laughed And Cried

Ronan Tynan Sang Danny Boy And

Not An Eye Was Dry

Steve Buscemi Spoke Of Life

At Engine 55,

Of How These Heroes

Stayed The Course And

Saved So Many Lives



To Kingdom Come, To Hell And Gone

To Somewhere Far Away

Where Murder Doesn't Break The Heart

On A Sunny Day



A Burly Man With A Handsome Face

Stuck Out His Hand And Smiled

Say, Meet My Wife, We Like Your Songs

We've Been With You Mile For Mile

Though He Had A Rugged Face

I Knew I Saw The Hurt

Then He Pointed To A Spot Above The Collar Of His Shirt.”

“Just Look Here On The Back Of My Neck,

There's A Tattoo, Can You See?

Just Right Here,” I Got Up Close

And Saw The Number 343,

The Number Of The Firemen

Who Were Lost Upon That Day

The Numbers Of Those Heroes,

Ground Zero Was Their Grave



To Kingdom Come, To Hell And Gone

To Somewhere Far Away

Where Murder Doesn't Break The Heart