Song Description

Tribute to the NYC Firefighters lost on 9/11/2001

Lyrics

Something Was Planted For Me

Under the rolls and registrations
Under the cold sad calculations
Under the tolls of pain and patience
Something was planted for me

Under the mud and devastation
Under the floodlight rescue station
Under the blood and desperation
Something was planted for you

Farewell
You who were sworn to give care well
You who ran up my own stairwell
Winning your wings before noon

Over the whims of thugs and tyrants
Over the dimming lights and sirens
Over the grim and gray horizons
Something was planted for me

Farewell
You who would always prepare well
You who ran up my own stairwell
Up through the spiral typhoon

Thank you for planting a favor
Turning some love into labor
Giving a name to a neighbor
Reminding us all we?re alive

Over the test of dire occasion
Over the best men in our nation
African, European, Asian
Something was planted for you

Farewell
Even in death you would dare well
You who ran up my own stairwell
Calling on maimed and marooned

Thank you for hearts like an anchor
Shotgun on engine and tanker
Planted for builder and banker
Planted to prove we?re alive

I will, with every family member,
Every eleventh of September,
And every day in between, remember
Something was planted for me

Farewell
You who were sworn to give care well
You who ran up my own stairwell
You who were taken too soon
Taken too soon


Music/Lyric by Mark White
Copyright © 2002 Off White Compositions