I heard it on the local news
Two more died young by the railway bridge
Brilliant sunshine and the roads were dry
On the fateful day
When they were destined to die
I never gave it a second thought
After all many die from a heavy foot
Until I had to drive past the place
Where two young lives left in haste
Saw the smashed and battered trees
Bedecked with ribbons and flowers
Moving in the breeze
As though waving a last goodbye
To the kids who in that place did die