Teary eyes and police lines, I can’t forget
arriving at a tragic scene full of regret
Bullets were fired as dreams faded away
Why didn’t I just go home that day?

I will always dread Judas’ day of August
Forever will haunt me, you whom I lost
I should’ve been there to say goodbye
Now it’s too late and all I can do is cry

Our memories are all that remain
Your demise will be my greatest pain
As I lay by your stone I can’t help but wonder
Would my life be different if you were here my father?