Eleanor ForteThe town’s but rubble in a landscape of defeatsThe smell of smoke is reeking, filling up the streetsHad I been there, had we stood tall, we may be here todayBut nothing’s left of it, decaying homes of yesterday
Maybe there’s more to tellMaybe there’s more to tellThe birds continue singing, for no one to hearI’ve heard the passing bellI know I’ve heard it wellThe birds continue singing, for no one to hear
If only I were here
A hundred years are goneA hundred years were wastedWe’ll have to wait how longTo fix the falling nationA hundred years are goneA hundred more will passTogether and united we will lastTogether and united we will lastTogether and united we will lastTogether and united we will last