Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?
Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day,
Out in the yard with your wife and children,
Working on some stage in LA?
Did you stand there in shock at the sight of
That black smoke rising against that blue sky?
Did you shout out in anger
In fear for your neighbor,
Or did you just sit down and cry?
Did you weep for the children
Who lost their dear loved ones
And pray for the ones who don’t know?
Did you rejoice for the people who walked from the rubble
And sob for the ones left below?
Did you burst out in pride
For the red white and blue,
The heroes who died just doing what they do?
Did you look up to heaven for some kind of answer
And look at yourself to what really matters?
I’m just a singer of simple songs.
I’m not a real political man.
I watch CNN but I’m not sure I can tell you
The difference in Iraq and Iran.
But I know Jesus and I talk to God
And I remember this from when I was young,
Faith hope and love are some good things he gave us
And the greatest is love.
Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day
Teaching a class full of innocent children
Driving down some cold interstate?
Did you feel guilty cause you’re a survivor?
In a crowded room did you feel alone?
Did you call up your mother and tell her you love her?
Did you dust off that bible at home?
Did you open your eyes and hope it never happened,
Close your eyes and not go to sleep?
Did you notice the sunset the first time in ages,
Speak with some stranger on the street?
Did you lay down at night and think of tomorrow,
Go out and buy you a gun?
Did you turn off that violent old movie you’re watching
And turn on “I Love Lucy” reruns?
Did you go to a church and hold hands with some stranger?
Stand in line and give your own blood?
Did you just stay home and cling tight to your family?
Thank God you had somebody to love.
The greatest is love,
The greatest is love.
Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?
We had just gotten a puppy in August and I was laying on the floor playing and napping with her when the phone rang. It was my mom. She told me to go turn on the TV, I asked her why and she just repeated for me to turn on the TV. So, I went downstairs and stood there in front of our big screen TV numb as I watched the first tower burning. Just minutes later, I watched in horror as the plane flew into the second tower. I cried with my mom and knew in that moment that we would be at war. I was afraid and tried desparately to reach my husband at work, but the entire office was in a meeting, so I couldn’t get through for some time and when he finally did answer, he was a calming force. Still at a loss, I also worried about my girls. They were in 4th and 7th grades and I didn’t want to scare them. I opted to keep them in school so that they would have as normal a day as possible, because their days were going to be changed forever soon enough. When the time came for the girls to come home, I took the puppy outside and we sat on the grass to wait for the bus. I stared at the sky and the houses up and down our street, being warmed by the bright sunshine and wondered how the day could be so beautiful when such horror had happened.
Please feel free to share your memories of that fateful day in comments. It is helpful to share our sorrow on this tragic anniversary. I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have this outlet.