Bless Those Seven Souls

A world without dreams,

A desire to go beyond,

A fateful tragedy,

Changed all.

Those who saw it,

Rolling thunder,

Metal hailing from the sky,

All was lost.

Seven crew members,

The Lucky 7,

Yet they fell.

Good Lord, give us a chance,

We wish to try again.

Nothing can keep us down.

Yet, nothing can hurt us so badly,

As Columbia broke apart,

As the crews reached their end,

We mourn.

America mourns.

Those brave men and women,

Their heroic efforts we shall remember,

America can stand up,

America will stand up,

We will recover,

We will not forget.

We will remember.

And may God bless those seven.