Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kingdom Come, artist - Judy Collins. Album song Judy Collins with Friends, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 31.07.2013
Record label: Cleopatra, Wildflower
Song language: English
Kingdom Come |
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 |
On a sunny day |
Those firemen loaded up with gear |
Climbed to their death’s that day |
Along with all the other hundreds |
Blasted on their way |
Police and EMS and those |
On whom death took its toll |
And more whose dreams will never dawn |
More than three thousand souls |
I left the party after that |
I could not stay my tears |
For all our gifts for all our hopes |
For all our nameless fears |
For all our heroes, men and women |
Lost on that black day |
Those firemen with courage |
In their hearts so strong and brave |
Who made sure in their final hours |
There were 30,000 saved |
They’ve gone to where there are no tears |
And every heart is gay |
And they won’t be forgotten on a sunny day |
To Kingdom come, to hell and gone |
To somewhere far away |
Where murder doesn’t break the heart |
On a sunny day |
Where murder doesn’t break the heart |
On a sunny day |