United We Stand
It’s in the class that the memory grips
Like a leaky faucet that constantly drips
You hate the feeling of anger and despair
It takes all you have to stay in your chair
He spins the story of that day so long ago
When you were too young to truly know
What you felt and what you saw
That morning as the world stood in awe
You close your eyes and try to ignore
The pain of the silence that you bore
So many innocents, so many lives
Lost and taken from those who survived
You remember the fire and you fill with dread
Of all the many things that were left unsaid
You remember the collapse and the cloud of dust
You try to forget, but remember you must
Tears were shed and fists were raised
America united and together we praised
That we had a chance to fight back
Now it was our turn to attack
They lifted our flag over the mass grave
Land of the free, home of the brave
Lift your voice and let it be heard overseas
For this is the opportunity we must seize
For on that morning so long ago
A promise was made in order to show
That we will not back down from a fight
And at the end of the tunnel, we shall see light
When the towers fell, the whole world cried
But in the end, America survived
United we stand, divided we fall
As you can see, we stood brave and tall
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