Anderson/Howe/Squire/White. September 11 2001. Answers never clear again. This turning of the page. This turn look away. There I took a left turning. Before I came of age. I agreed to let it out. I agreed to let it go. I agreed to turn around. I agreed to turn my face away. Danger is the most important. Fear youll ever know. The transporting of refugees. The silent night is cold. And all the time. We looked around. As we were never told. But we agreed to let it out. We agreed to let it go. We agreed to turn our backs. We agreed to turn our face away away. Thousands to the million. Sisters grandmothers and more. Its not the feast we throw away. Its the way we close the door. Their silence deafens every sound. We try just to ignore. To waste their future freedom. Well regret forever more. I believe in. I believe in. These are the days that we will talk about. I believe in. I believe in. One understanding what is real. If we are one. Then we are refugees. We are the prisoners of our own design. If we are one. Seen through the eyes of a child. We will perpetuate this song of love. If we are one. Seen through the eyes of a child. We will perpetuate this song of love. If we are one. Seen through the eyes of a child. We will perpetuate this song. Perpetuate this song of love. Now we build the bridges. That we walk upon together. At the last count many lonely souls. The sadness always kills. Each breaking point is waiting. For the promise to fulfill. When we agree to turn the page. When we agree to help them free. When we agree to let it out. When we agree to let it shine. When we agree to let it run. When we agree to let it change our lives. I believe in our lives. I believe in our lives. These are the days we will talk about. When we are one. Seen through the eyes of child. We will perpetuate this song of love. When we are one. Seen through the eyes of child. We will perpetuate this song of love. Song of love. Yeah yeah perpetuate this song of love. Seeing through the eyes of child. Seeing through the eyes of child