An unusual song about the tragedy from the point of view of a lonely, indifferent observer.

I can't believe what I've just seen
some instant nightmare on my t.v. screen

surreal
the way I don't feel a thing
surreal
I hope that someone calls me

nine one one

my city weeps, but I am dry
too dumb to move, too numb to cry
watching the instinct to survive
play out live

so real, so real
I'm here - no one's calling
so real, so real
that could have been me falling

nine one one

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