| The first plane hit the other tower, right after I came in
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| It left a fiery, gaping hole where offices had been
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| We stood and watched in horror, as we saw the first ones fall
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| Then someone yelled, «Get out, get out, they’re trying to kill us all»
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| I grabbed the pictures from my desk and joined the flight for life
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| With every step I called the names of my children and my wife
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| And then we heard them coming up, from several floors below
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| A crowd of firefighters with their heavy gear in tow
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| Now every time I try to sleep, I’m haunted by the sound
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| Of firemen pounding up the stairs, while we were running down
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| And when we met them on the stairs, they said we were too slow
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| «Get out, get out», they yelled at us, «The whole thing’s gonna go»
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| They didn’t have to tell us twice, we’d seen the world on fire
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| We kept on running down the stairs, while they kept climbing higher
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| Now every time I try to sleep, I’m haunted by the sound
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| Of firemen pounding up the stairs, while we were running down
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| Thank God, we made it to the street, we ran through ash and smoke
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| I didn’t know which way to run, I thought that I would choke
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| A fireman took me by the arm and he pointed me uptown
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| And, «Christ», I heard him whisper, as the tower came roaring down
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| So now I go to funerals for men I never knew
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| The pipers play 'Amazing Grace' as the coffins come in view
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| They must have seen it coming when they turned to face the fire
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| They sent us down to safety, then they kept on climbing higher
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| Now every time I try to sleep, I’m haunted by the sound
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| Of firemen pounding up the stairs, while we were running down
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| Of firemen pounding up the stairs, while we were running down |