September 13, 2001
Alan stood on the stage at his concert. He winked at Dawn, who was seated in the front row. He took a deep breath while the crowd's applause died down. He looked around at all the people, as they watched his every move.
"Thank you. This next song I wrote two days ago in memory of September 11th and all of the victims. A very good friend of mine, Chloe Anderson, died from this tragedy," he said, pausing to look up, "this is for you Chloe, along with all of the other victims." He lowered his head as he began to sing.
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 site 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
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
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
The greatest is love
The greatest is love
Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?
Alan now had tears running down his cheeks. He looked out at the crowd, who erupted in applause. Alan removed his cowboy hat and raised it above his head.
"Thank you. Goodnight and God bless," he said as he exited the stage. When he was backstage, he found Dawn, who jumped into his arms grinning. It looked like she had been crying, but he figured it was from the song. She pulled away and stood beside him. Alan's eyes widened as he saw the four angels standing a little ways away talking to Sean. He reached for Dawn's hand and walked over to them. Sean noticed him first and smiled.
"Hi Alan," Sean said. The four angels turned to him and smiled.
"Hi," he said to Sean, before turning back to Monica, "what are you doing back here?"
"We were back for the concert," Monica said, smiling.
"Well glad to see you again," Alan said, grinning. Tess looked over at Dawn and smiled.
"Dawn, don't you have something to tell Alan?" Tess asked, startling Dawn. Dawn shot a look at Tess that clearly said 'how did you know?' Tess just grinned. Alan looked at Dawn, wondering what she had to say.
"Dawn?" he asked. She looked up at him.
"I'm...pregnant," she said, grinning. Alan paused for a minute, and the hugged her.
"Dawn, that's wonderful," he said, releasing her. Next, Tess hugged Dawn, while Monica hugged Alan. They all switched, hugged, and said their congratulations. Tess paused and looked up.
"Babies, we have to go," she said. They all walked outside to the red Cadillac.
"Will we ever see you again?" Alan asked.
"Probably," Monica answered. Alan and Dawn nodded. Monica got in the front seat and Gloria and Andrew got in the front seat. Alan and Dawn waved as the car drove off with a white dove following it, cooing.
Alan stood on the stage at his concert. He winked at Dawn, who was seated in the front row. He took a deep breath while the crowd's applause died down. He looked around at all the people, as they watched his every move.
"Thank you. This next song I wrote two days ago in memory of September 11th and all of the victims. A very good friend of mine, Chloe Anderson, died from this tragedy," he said, pausing to look up, "this is for you Chloe, along with all of the other victims." He lowered his head as he began to sing.
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 site 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
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
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
The greatest is love
The greatest is love
Where were you when the world stopped turning that September day?
Alan now had tears running down his cheeks. He looked out at the crowd, who erupted in applause. Alan removed his cowboy hat and raised it above his head.
"Thank you. Goodnight and God bless," he said as he exited the stage. When he was backstage, he found Dawn, who jumped into his arms grinning. It looked like she had been crying, but he figured it was from the song. She pulled away and stood beside him. Alan's eyes widened as he saw the four angels standing a little ways away talking to Sean. He reached for Dawn's hand and walked over to them. Sean noticed him first and smiled.
"Hi Alan," Sean said. The four angels turned to him and smiled.
"Hi," he said to Sean, before turning back to Monica, "what are you doing back here?"
"We were back for the concert," Monica said, smiling.
"Well glad to see you again," Alan said, grinning. Tess looked over at Dawn and smiled.
"Dawn, don't you have something to tell Alan?" Tess asked, startling Dawn. Dawn shot a look at Tess that clearly said 'how did you know?' Tess just grinned. Alan looked at Dawn, wondering what she had to say.
"Dawn?" he asked. She looked up at him.
"I'm...pregnant," she said, grinning. Alan paused for a minute, and the hugged her.
"Dawn, that's wonderful," he said, releasing her. Next, Tess hugged Dawn, while Monica hugged Alan. They all switched, hugged, and said their congratulations. Tess paused and looked up.
"Babies, we have to go," she said. They all walked outside to the red Cadillac.
"Will we ever see you again?" Alan asked.
"Probably," Monica answered. Alan and Dawn nodded. Monica got in the front seat and Gloria and Andrew got in the front seat. Alan and Dawn waved as the car drove off with a white dove following it, cooing.