The orphaned child so bravely trembles
She flips the switch at Monday -- dusk
The bluish beams go soaring skyward
Like angel fire from evil's dust
Twin rays of light reach up to heaven
For the sorrow and the strenght we share
The tree tops whisper "nine-eleven"
The skyline bows in silent prayer

Look up -- look up
Look homeward through the night
Four-thousand spirits radiate
To create two strands of silver-white
Look up -- look up
Behold the Towers of Light
Can I climb them someday -- say I can
You may child -- and you might

The mayor speaks -- musicians gather
Emotions wander -- lost for words
The scorched earth shakes -- in tears and tatters
Resounds with sounds these streets have heard
Beneath those towers there stretched a field
Where good men worked a peaceful land
Now back to soil this light has healed
A landscape forged by god's own hand

Look up -- look up
Look homeward through the night
Four-thousand spirits radiate
To create two strands of silver-white
Look up -- look up
Behold the Towers of Light
Can I climb them, Daddy -- say I can
Knowing you child -- you just might