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The Dying Firefighter
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"If the great Phil Ochs were to rise from the dead today, he would probably be hailed as the new David Rovics." Andy Kershaw, BBC
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
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Peak #43
Peak in subgenre #3
Author
David Rovics
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David Rovics 2001 All Rights Reserved
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June 16, 2005
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MP3 9.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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I saw the plane hit the building The flames and the billowing smoke I saw the glass, paper, metal and stone Everything shattered and broke I was there with my people Engine Company 24 We rushed into the building Got as far as the 35th floor The black smoke and the heat was like nothing I'd seen in all of my years With each step in that blazing inferno You could feel destiny near In the midst of the falling girders The sheet rock and God knows what else I tried to find the survivors Those who made it to the stairwells I carried the wounded to safety If that's what you might call the street With bodies and boulders and metal All crashing down by your feet As #2 was collapsing When only ten floors still stood Everything was falling around me Like it was made out of cardboard and wood It was just then I heard someone Trapped underneath the debris I started pulling at something And that's when the fire got me I was pinned 'neath the rubble And the flames were licking my coat And the pain, the unbearable agony And then that was all that she wrote But I just wish I could tell you Before I am taken away That I've seen a lot of this world And there's something that I gotta say I don't believe in politics I believe in the human race I believe in the goodness of people In New York or some far-away place I believe in my daughter And I believe in my wife And may nobody's father be taken To avenge the loss of my life People may call me a brave man And this may very well be But the firefighters of Kabul Are just as brave men as me
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