Aqura

The flag hung where his partner fell
A token of better days
A heap of mangled steel disguised
This place where towers once graced the skies

A lonely tear steamed down his face
And found its final rest
On muddy shirt no place left dry
Initialed just FDNY…

(Chorus)

Stand with me
Won’t you stand with me?
Burn the flame of liberty
Just stand and sing with me.

Her soulmate won’t come home today
The rubble yields no DNA
No bracelet, chain or jeweler’s cross
No trace to finalize her loss

She still has three mouths to feed
A job to hold, kids books to read
What vengeance can remove this stain?
Whose eulogy can sooth her pain?

(Chorus)

The price of hate runs high today
A chill spreads cross our land
Yet though this loss our legacy is
Trust, respect for fellow man.

Stand with me
Won’t you stand with me?
Burn the flame of liberty
Just stand and sing with me

(Repeat)