a dream of music...

I was standing outside a door, looking into a room

where many people were sitting in a circle, quietly, sad.

In the center of the circle there is a guy with a guitar,

trying to sing a song for them,

but he could not remember the chord changes,

I tell myself "I know that song",

so I enter the room and tell him,

'let me play the chords and you sing, I know the song'.

He smiles and hands his guitar to me.

then I see my hand playing the guitar chords

and hear myself singing the chorus of the song:

"I will forever remember the day...

Eleventh of September..."

That morning I called my sister and my music partner

and told them about the dream and the song.

Between the three of us, we wrote the lyrics.

ok, so I'm no Beethoven, no Donald Fagen either,

but I think the song captures the mood

and the pain of those days.

We hope you like it.