Six months ago, on this day, the world changed. No one will forget.

Two planes attacked the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center. A third crashed into the Pentagon. The symbols of our contry's economic and military power. So many lives lost, so much change. Something doesn't seem real about it.

Like that day six months ago, I slept threw the hours of 9-11. Unlike that day, I had to change to CNN on my own. Six months ago, when I turned on the TV, every station was tuned in to the CBS news station. Some were turned to CNN. I looked at the replays and was, and sometimes still is, amazed. It wasn't real. It just couldn't be. It looked too plan and too pre-produced to me. How could it be real? Is it real? Like today, I have the news on. Six months later, the country is still morning. And like then, the country is together again. For how long? Why can't we be like this forever? Together. Unified. Loving.

Is It Real?
Words by Tim Jensen
Music and Arranged by Yoko Kanno
Vocals by Scott Mathew

Figurines that fall like leaves then disappear, keep calling
Is it real? Is it real?
Dark machines that wheeze and breathe and mock the air, appalling
What is real? What is real?

This world can really be too much
I can't take another day
I guess that I've just had enough
My minds slipping far away
I'm falling in and out of touch
Could someone please explain?

Set my mind for open sky, but couldn't fly, so sadly
What am I? What am I?
Sullen eyes shed teardrop lies then criticize, now laughing
What is real? What is real?

It's really all become too much
I'm not sure what I should feel
I guess I've finally had enough
I don't know if this is real
I'm crashing in and out of touch
Can anyone explain?