http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/brucespringsteen/youremissing.html
"...Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, you're not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing...
...
Morning is morning, the evening falls I have
Too much room in my bed, too many phone calls
How's everything, everything?
Everything, everything
You're missing, you're missing..."
I can't imagine the feeling of coming home after 9/11 and seeing
everything a loved one had sitting around as was on the morning of 9/11...
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