The towers have crumbled,
You've been left in the dust.
With nothing to show but your pride.
A broken down building,
No names on the graves.
Was it for truth or just lies?
The tired and lonely,
The crippled and poor,
Are all trampled into the dirt.
How many injured?
How many dead?
How many more will be hurt?
And no it's not fair,
No it's not right.
But what are you going to do?
No it's not fair,
No it's not right.
But they don't seem to care about you.
The suits will all argue,
Apportion to blame,
Nobody seems to care.
They all just mumble,
Look down at their shoes.
Nobody's fixing the tear
The ghosts and the memories,
Sort truth from the lies,
It was always doomed to fail.
You are the poor ones,
Left in its wake.
You struggled to no avail.
And no it's not fair,
No it's not right.
But what are you going to do?
No it's not fair,
No it's not right.
But they don't seem to care about you.