Skip to comments.Mysterious song about Sept. 11 is a hit
Posted on 12/29/2001 12:13:13 AM PST by classygreeneyedblonde
No one is sure where it came from, but a recording of what is supposed to be a message from God about Sept 11 has become a popular hit on local radio stations." You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news on September 11, 2001.
"Neither will I," the voice begins in a monologue set to Mannheim Steamroller's "Silent Night" off its 1984 release, "Christmas."
"I was on the 110th floor in a smoke-filled room with a man who called his wife to say, 'Good-bye,' " the voice continues in what becomes a narration of the terrorist attacks from God's point of view.
Lyman James of KRBB-FM 97.9 said the recording began airing Dec 18, and it is still being played on B98 and KZSN-FM 102.1, Clear Channel Communications stations.
Brad Streeter of KZSN said he received the song in an e-mail from WCOL-FM 92.3 in Columbus, Ohio, another Clear Channel radio station; neither station knows where the song originated.
The narrator on the recording, titled "A Christmas Letter from God," is also unknown.
Words to the recording appear on several Internet sites, sometimes under the title "Meet Me in the Stairwell." The author is cited as unknown.
James and Streeter said they received so many requests for the song that they posted it for download on their Web sites.
Streeter said the phone rang often with requests for the song before Christmas. "
I would say during the holidays about every time it played or every time it didn't, we were getting requests for it," Streeter said.
Streeter said the requests continue to pour in even though Christmas has passed.
"With Sept 11 and everything, everybody is pretty hot for anything that has to with it," he said.
James said the song is not available for sale anywhere.
"If it were for sale, it would've generated plenty of revenue for someone," James said.
To download the recording or view the words of "A Christmas Letter From God," visit www.b98fm.com or www. kzsn.com.
link to song and words
It's amazing how deeply the hurt of 9/11 still goes. Simply reading the lyrics for the first time last week, I found myself choking up. It's surprising, after all these weeks, how much the saddness lingers.
Stay well - Stay safe - Stay armed - Yorktown
Glenn Beck is a local talk show host of a morning show in Tampa, Florida, WFLA Radio, and he went national a few months back.
It does sound like him, but I could be wrong. JH
I had just dropped off my son at school and was listening to a couple radio jocks saying: "I can't believe what I'm seeing" etc....
With bleary eyes, we collected around the TV (Fox News, of course), and saw both WTC towers burning, with breaks to the scene at the Pentagon. As the newscaster's voice droned on, we watched the first tower collapse, and couldn't comprehend it at first; there was no immediate comment by the newscaster as to what we were seeing. I said, "My God! It looks like the tower collapsed!" -- it was such an incomprensible sight, it didn't register at first. Then the horror hit: How many people were still in that building?! How many firefighters and police were at the base of the building? Our daughter was crying. I was in shock -- one of about 280 million Americans that morning in shock.
Well, of course, I tore downstairs to see the TV. We watched the replays and I was just sick. The first building came down, and then when the second one fell, I insisted to my son that it was a replay of the first building falling. I just could not accept that both towers fell. Then he told me to look--there were now NO buildings standing.
The plane that crashed in PA flew (I found out later) directly over our house, and crashed about 30 miles away. 25 years from now, people will remember Sept 11, 2001 as clear as anything.
That day, and entire week, I believe there was more prayer going out than at any time in our history. Even people who had previously scoffed at prayer found that prayer was their only place of security and peace. I believe that the petitions of those days, and since, continue to echo in heaven, and that God continues to answer them.
Since 9/11, it's clear that we are not just in a war of arms, or a war of ideas, or a war of cultures. It is true that the war on terrorism is all of those things. But it is also a spiritual war, a war in the heavenlies. As we watch news reports from Afghanistan, or from wherever else our troops will go to root out this cancer on the world, those of us who are here, at home, can just as personally engage the enemy by doing combat on our knees. I think most Americans realize this, and are heeding the call.
Everyone was speaking in very frantic tones. People starting calling. I tried to type in www.freerepublic.com to find out what the ruckus was all about. The internet did not work. I tried other sites-nothing worked. I began to sense that something terrible was taking place. Victoria tried calling her car pool, screaming she wanted to go home and get out of DC. As she was gathering her things, she screamed My God the pentagon was hit. We all got up and looked out the window. We could see the black smoke billowing up in the sky.
Finally, it dawned on me. We were under attack. I stood motionless watching the smoke rise. Linda picks up the phone-- no dial tone. I run over and try mine and it was working.
I gasp. My closest friend works in the Pentagon. She works on the top floor. We thought the plane hit the roof. I cried, My best friend, Bert, is there -- where is the damage, where is the damage. I immediately pick up the phone and call my friend. Rings but no answer. Her phone line goes dead. I hang up. My phone rings, it is my son. Are you all right? How is Bert? I tell him I don't know. He says the radio says it hit the roof on the side with the helicopter pad. I told him she had worked right there where she could look out the window and watch the helicopters land but that she had just been moved to the recently remodeled section. I told him that was on the other side. All of a sudden another explosion -- he called out -- they just hit the USA Today building in Rosslyn -- right next to where his wife worked. Linda in the office is frantic since her sister works in the USA today office. Victoria says the news just said there was a car bomb at the State Department just a few blocks away.
Jerry sits at his desk working away. Hey, this is the GSA building. No one cares about us. we are safe here. All of the bosses are away at some conference. Every man for himself.
I try the phone again to call my friend. Her line no longer works at all. I try calling my mom. circuits busy can't get through. Internet does not work, email is down. Bettie comes in the office trying to find a way home. Her husband is a critical employee and cannot leave. I told her I had driven in that day. I usually take the subway. Everyone was worried about taking mass transportation. I tried to tell Bettie we were safe here, just like Jerry said. She wanted to go home. I suggested we go to a restaurant and wait until after the traffic died down.
I relented. We went to get the car. Got to the parking garage. No attendants there. Traffic everywhere. Cars just standing still. We walked down into the building and started looking for the car. the attendants were running around trying to collect the money as people got in their cars and started to drive away. I always tip them so they help me get my car to a good spot to get out.
We made the long slow trip towards home. We listened as everyone was doing to the car radio. I believe most of us older people were listening to WMAL. We heard there was another plane headed our way. We inched our way into traffic
The radio guys announced that the bridge was closed and we would not be able to get out the way we normally do. Bettie know an alternate route. We headed towards some cirle (dupont I think). Everyone was so polite. No horns honking. People would point in a direction they needed to go and everyone made room so they could go through. We all sat quietely just listening to the radio.
We heard that there was a plane downed in Pennsylvania. I really cannot remember what I was thinking at that time. I was numb. The radio guys said there was not state department bomb - a false report and there was no planes attack to the USA Today building. I was relieved that my daughter-in-law was probably ok. I remembered my friend. I kept telling myself that she was in a different part of the pentagon and that she was safe. Bettie had a cell phone - we could not call out. Her phone rang. It was her sister. Bettie told her to call my mom and tell her I was ok. Bettie's phone rang again. this time her husband. We asked him to call my mom. Her husband calls back after he gets my mom. Bettie's batteries stop working.
We heard a plane in the sky. Everyone looked out of their cars and was relieved to hear it was one of ours. They were there to protect us. the radio guys assured us there was no fifth plane.
three hours later I got bettie home and drove to my house. I call every five minutes trying to reach my friend. I talk to my Mom and Son. I watch the news selfishly wishing they would show the pentagon and not the WTC. At 6:13 my friends phone is busy. Thank God. She must be alive and well and at home. Having been a telephone operator, I know that when two people dial the same number at the same time, one will ring and the other will ring busy. Even if no one is there. I get in my car and drive to her house. Her car is not there. My heart sinks. I pull into her driveway and go to her door anyway. I grab the knob and the door opens. there she is standing there on the phone trying to call me. She was worried about me.
that is my story. sorry for the spellings and the capitalizations. just felt good to write in down.
Couldn't agree more! The time for prayer and bringing people to God is here.
I had read the poem, but had not heard the recording. Many thanks, and God Bless the souls.
In 2nd hour, our spanish teacher had a tv wheeled in for us, then turned on NBC. Bush was done with his short statement, so it was back to network people talking. I forget who the anchor was, but they were talking to Jim Miklewszeski(sp?) in the Pentagon, and he was talking about how he was trying to find someone for information, when he felt something, and he said he didn't want to jump to conclusions, but he thought it might be some kind of explosion. He looked out the window to see construction workers fleeing, so then he speculated maybe it was just a construction accident. Then he reported people were running around frantically, and that he was told to leave, and that was that.
We also watched as both towers came down. A 50-minute class period went by like it was 10. For most of the rest of the day, all we did was watch the news, usually CNN. Thats where I was.
"Let's Roll" is another 9-11 song, done by Neil Young. Again, the subject matter makes your heart swell up, thinking of the lives lost.
I wonder if it's possible to assemble a "Sept. 11th Collection" of appropriate songs (including "Let's Roll" of course).
I went to work and turned on the radio news and then heard about the 1st tower FALLING! Falling? I couldn't believe it would fall!
When I went to the banks (I go every day for my business) I requested them to LOWER their flags to half staff! I told them ENOUGH people have died already!
The same at the post office when I went in...
I HAD to do something! I HAD NO FLAG!
I remembered my golf course had a new flag pole installed just a week before...
I drove over there in my gathering anger and sadness and pulled up and lowered the flag myself!
A member saw me do that, and said "you're a good man, John"...
I could only say.. that's for the people on those planes!
Can you imagine what that ride was like!? And nobody's thinking of them...
I went back to the office having done all I could in my feeble way...
And the SECOND tower fell...
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