9.03 in September, news reader wept, man, we all can remember. All I was left with was a wedding ring, but without him this gold band it just dont mean a thing. And it all played out like a bad 'B movie', but there were holes in the plot and the actors didnt move me. You think that I'm mad but I know to my core, I've read the 'official truth' but there's a truth worth fighting for. -BANG, BANG, BANG at the door, BANG at the door, BANG at the door- -KICK, KICK, KICK down the door, KICK down the door til the door is no more- Now I shout at shadows while we swing at ghosts, chase cowards down corridors while our children grow. Do you know what its like to scream at the top of your lungs and have not one single person look up from their sums? But I'll bellow my song til the day that I die, for the fatherless children and the husbandless wives. And the military man with his oil black gun, Just patted my head and said "darling whats done is done".