"Dates of Joy, Dates of Sorrow"

I care for you deeply, deep as an abyss.
Yes, I deeply, deeply, do.
The fire in your eyes is helping me to
The love that I still miss.

I can see you through the line,
Over the hills, through the sky,
Up to ebony space, up so high,
And I know that you are mine.

All that we�ve been through�
I�ve said it before, earlier, pre-now�
Leaves no answer for: How?
But come tomorrow it will all become new.

New wonder, new feel, familiar, but somehow fresh.
America will weep across its winded plains,
To the peaks of its mountains, breaking the chains
Of terrorism. Every one will remember the innocent flesh.

Just eleven day�s earlier we had our start.
Then, as the towers tumbled to the ground,
People united in hatred; there was patriotism abound.
But for me, you are the homeland of my heart.