Don`t even know if I can write this song
caught on a beam between right and wrong
gotta keep forward, keep straight
for the sake of why we stay awake all night long
it`s not up for interpret
paranoid of exploiting the verdict
but in the same breath
I got thoughts that I wanna express and let surface
this ain`t for props or the pop culture
it`s about a balloon that got punctured
the sunshine`s fun til it burns someone
and we all got burnt that summer
She was sixteen
another young angel with clipped wings
she came to the shows
but I never met her
don`t even know if she was listening
that night, we lost a supporter
that night, somebody lost a daughter
he raped and killed her at the venue
I can`t comprehend what her friends must`ve went through
that night, the sun went dark
now watch everyone on the tour bus fall apart
that night, Lord have mercy
the music died that night in Albuquerque
oooh, I can feel it down in my soul
Stop, it can`t be true right?
this type of real doesn`t happen to you right?
Cresent, Murs, Dibbs, JayBird,
I wanna go home now and start a new life
wish I could protect the kids
guess safety is hit or miss
with a prior convicted sex offense against a four year old
why we let you live?
I don`t know what I`m trying to write
but there`s a part of me that keeps dying that night
and when I think about her mother
I become another number that wants you to suffer
you`re locked up for now
you have no more chances to steal the children`s laughs
and if you ever find God, better pray to her
and ask that we never cross paths