We tried to wash away the stains
With rain, but something went wrong
They took us away today , again
With praise, they said it was all wrong
The children can not be saved
But pray- that everything is all good
They say , but nothing is as flawed
Our plans- Made- for the summer.
He stayed there on the interstate
In blood, he is a name on his grave
They can not wash away - like memory
In vain, they try, the rain
The rain