On the day that it occurred
There was a planetary hush
As the President retold his touching tale
Every single person heard
A nation’s tears came in a gush
Even the heartiest facades were seen to fail

I heard the news inside your room
The scene’s forever in my brain
Written in the we cement before it dried
I can still smell your perfume
It reminds me of the loss and pain
And how I fought the tears but still I cried

You broke a nail, I heard a gasp
One little snag and your perfect manicure
Was taken from your grasp

The earth refused to turn
City buses didn’t run
You joy’s the worlds concern
And your grief belongs to everyone
Schools were closed all week
But still no children played
Their only thought is “Can your manicure be saved?”

Words and music by Scott Yoho ©1992 Auto Order Music (BMI)

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