Lyrics
I trade all my sunshine,
I am willing to sacrifice my happiness or positive moments.
For twin towers to hide behind,
Prefer a sense of security and protection symbolized by the Twin Towers.
And find you there.
Expresses a desire to find someone special in that secure environment.
When I left on that Sunday,
Refers to the departure day, creating a timeline for the events.
To come home on a Tuesday,
The return day, creating a timeframe for the narrative.
Well I never,
Emphasizes the unexpected nature of the events that unfold.
I never thought I'd have to see and watch the world explode
Witnessing a catastrophic event and its impact on the world.
And I swear it was beautiful, before they sent those aeroplanes,
Expressing the beauty of the world before the tragic event.
And I thought I would show it to you, just like my dad did
Wanting to share the beauty with someone, similar to the speaker's dad.
Hometown come tumbling down
Reflecting on the destruction of the hometown.
When she came on a Friday,
Introducing a new character and another point in time.
I took her home the long way,
Choosing a longer route to share a meaningful experience.
So she could see.
Wanting someone to witness the hometown before its destruction.
And she asked how they made it, and would they ever change it,
Questioning the process of making and the possibility of change.
I said no way.
Asserting a strong belief in the permanence of the hometown's identity.
It's half of what you see, you none of what you hear believe.
Stressing the importance of personal observation over rumors.
And I told her that they remind me of Motown 60 Skinny ties,
Comparing the hometown to Motown in the 60s, emphasizing style.
What they thought the future looked like, where the Jetsons lived.
Referencing a vision of the future and a TV show (Jetsons).
Hometown come tumbling down.
Reiterating the destruction of the hometown.
And watched it and we cried,
Recalling the emotional reaction to the tragic event.
And we ran to the front line,
Acting in response to the tragedy, possibly in a supportive role.
And some came home.
Noting that not everyone returns from the front line.
But I stay off the express-way,
Choosing to avoid a specific route, likely due to negative associations.
Nothing to see there anyway,
Dismissing the significance of the view from the expressway.
That view sucks now.
Expressing dissatisfaction with the changed landscape.
There was I time the Brooklyn traffic couldn't get me down.
Recalling a time when traffic didn't impact the speaker negatively.
And I swear it was beautiful,
Reiterating the beauty of the world before the tragedy.
I hope they build them tall again,
Expressing a hope for reconstruction and resilience.
Until then your imagination is all that you will have...
Acknowledging the importance of imagination in the absence of the familiar.
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