Carry You On

I woke up, looked at the sky.

I saw hundreds of planes passing by.

I could feel under my skin that a new day was soon to begin.

You’ve been gone for so long, patient and strong. Now it’s our turn to carry you on.

You carried me after they took down the towers, you said it was simply your job.

Look at me, won’t you please hear my song.

Carry you on; carry you on. It’s our turn to carry you on.

You are here, finally home.

We are proud just to call you our own.

You are scared, so am I, but we owe it to those who have died.

We can open our minds, cross over lines. This is our burden, both you and I.

Whatever you’ve done so that we can be free, however you had to survive;

We must heal, we will stand at your side.

And carry you on; carry you on. It’s our turn to carry you on.