And all of those that went
Never came back
On the ground was a clue
Taken far away
The arrival was here
Those at the party had stopped to see
A few carried on
Was it so?
Had it been?
Some knew what to do
A gang stepped in their way
The events that followed this occasion were vowed to be kept secret
The rain was wry
The air was tacit
An old man cried
No one dared care