Where were you on that powder blue day
When the madman had his way
Expressing himself in a fiery way
Destroying an icon along the way
People caught in the fray
That had no say
We remember them every day
When death had its way
All we can do is pray
When death had its way
On that powder blue day.

January 2004

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