American Tune

Many's, the time I've been mistaken

And many times confused

Yes, and often felt forsaken

And certainly misused

But I'm all right, I'm all right

I'm just weary to my bones

Still, you don't expect to be

Bright and bon vivant

So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don't know a soul who's not been battered

I don't have a friend who feels at ease

I don't know a dream that's not been shattered

or driven to its knees

But it's all right, it's all right

We've lived so well so long

Still, when I think of the road

we're travelling on

I wonder what went wrong

I can't help it, I wonder what went wrong

And I dreamed I was dying

And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly

And looking back down at me

Smiled reassuringly

And I dreamed I was flying

And high up above my eyes could clearly see

The Statue of Liberty

Sailing away to sea

And I dreamed I was flying

We come on the ship they call the Mayflower

We come on the ship that sailed the moon

We come in the age's most uncertain hour

and sing an American tune

But it's all right, it's all right

You can't be forever blessed

Still, tomorrow's going to be another working day

And I'm trying to get some rest

That's all I'm trying to get some rest

Paul Simon – American Tune (link til låta på Spotify)

11. september 2001. York, England. På tv-skjermen i vinduet på en elektronikkbutikk i sentrum styrter et fly inn i tårn nummer to. Live. Frykt, sjokk, forvirring, bekymrede telefonsamtaler. Så langt unna, men likevel så nært. 

11. september 2011. Fredrikstad, Norge. En dag hvor hele verden ser ti år tilbake og gamle tv-bilder flimrer over skjermen. En dag som for mange her hjemme har fått et litt annet perspektiv i løpet av den siste tiden, men som likevel vil stå som en absurd merkedag. 

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