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[ Six Months :: 2002-03-11 ]
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the news is filled
with bombs and guns
it seems no peace for anyone
either here or far away

fiery explosions
blow hard concrete apart
in NYC and in my heart
6 months ago today

families grieve
for the ones they lost
and I for the one I loved the most -
now she's gone to stay

the helpers come to load and pack
to move me back to where I was
oh take me back to where I was
6 months ago today

the room's empty now
almost as bare as my heart
gotta make a new start
gotta make it start today

and maybe someday
I'll find a love true
maybe somehow as good as it was with you
6 months ago today


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