[00:00.000] 作词 : Jordan Dreyer/Brad Vander Lugt/Adam Vass/Kevin Whittemore/Chad Sterenberg
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Kevin Whittemore/Jordan Dreyer/Adam Vass/Chad Sterenberg/Brad Vander Lugt
[00:12.545]Another shooting on the southeast side
[00:15.134]This a drive-by, mid-day
[00:17.178]Outside of the bus stop, by Fuller and Franklin
[00:20.417]Or near there, not far from the park
[00:22.712]About a block from where the other shooting was last month
[00:26.027](Or was it last week?)
[00:27.983]Shots were fired from an SUV heading northbound, Eastown
[00:32.464]The target a rival, but they didn't hit the target this time
[00:37.128]They hit a kid we think had nothing to do with it
[00:40.109]And I travel backwards through time and space and
[00:45.194]I disintegrate, become invisible
[00:48.526]I wanna see it where I couldn't when it happened
[00:55.220]I wanna see it all first hand this time
[01:01.806]I want to know what it felt like
[01:05.262]So I float behind police lines
[01:08.568]Reconstruct the scene in fragments of memories
[01:11.727]I wanna know what his mother looked like up close
[01:15.033]I wanna see her leaning over his body
[01:18.501]So I float there, transcend time
[01:21.651]I wanna capture it accurately
[01:24.956]I wanna know what the color of the blood was
[01:28.324]Spilling out from the tarp onto the concrete
[01:31.137]I wanna write it all down so I can always remember
[01:34.891]If you could see it up close how could you ever forget?
[01:38.402]How senseless death, how precious life
[01:41.761]I wanna be there when the bullet hit
[01:44.876] 
[01:55.678]And the crowd poured out as the shots drowned into siren sounds
[01:59.943]Out of their houses now and over front yards
[02:03.007]All the way up to the place where the police tape ran to mark the crime scene
[02:07.076]Everybody trying to catch a glimpse of what was happening
[02:10.225]Of what was going on between the ambulance and all the cop cars
[02:14.581]Everybody gossiping, "Whose kid got hit? Where'd it hit him? And who could've fired it?"
[02:20.584]Everybody wondering, "How did it happen again? And is he dead? These children, our kids"
[02:26.602]Everybody wondering how far they were from where the victims live
[02:31.318]And I visit them, their houses
[02:34.587]Inside my dream, I visit them
[02:37.576]My spirit soaring high and high up over King Park
[02:42.548]Leaves the crime scene, travels further back
[02:45.876]'Til far before the shooting
[02:48.509]Through their windows
[02:50.015]To their living rooms
[02:51.861]I see them younger this time, playing games and doing homework
[02:57.420]All these marks of youth
[02:59.905]Soon transformed coldly into stone
[03:02.863]For fights and stupid feuds
[03:05.804]For ruins wrapped in gold
[03:08.025]And cruelly I recall why I have come to find a reason
[03:13.566]But there cannot be a reason, not for death
[03:17.993]Not like this, not like this
[03:25.970] 
[04:02.340]Three days later, they made funeral plans, the family
[04:11.297]Three days later, a mother had to bury her son
[04:38.116]Not far away the shooter holed up in a hotel
[04:42.146]Near to the highway with a friend and the gun
[04:47.030]That same gun
[04:55.457]He'd fled immediately, but was identified by witnesses
[05:00.307]His picture on TV, only 20 years old
[05:04.114]They called him "Grandpa"
[05:06.499]He was older than the others by a year
[05:10.921]Maybe two, and
[05:13.117]He was safe for awhile until somebody saw him there
[05:20.659]And notified the authorities
[05:22.781]Who surrounded the hotel
[05:24.801]First arresting an accomplice while attempting to flee
[05:28.362]Then chasing him up the staircase to the floor where he'd stayed
[05:32.234]He closed the door hard behind him
[05:34.457]Locked himself in the room
[05:36.177]They could've kicked in the door
[05:38.214]But knew the gun was still with him
[05:40.444]One he'd already used and so they feared what he'd do
[05:44.148]I floated up through the window of a room to the West
[05:48.125]I hovered out to the hallway, tried to listen in
[05:52.093]I heard them trying to reason, get him to open the door
[05:55.925]His uncle begging and pleading, half-collapsed to the floor
[05:59.891]He preached of hope and forgiveness
[06:01.914]Said, "There is always a chance to rectify what you've taken
[06:06.066]Make your peace in the world"
[06:07.800]I thought to slip through the door, I could've entered the room
[06:11.761]I felt the burden of murder, it shook the earth to the core
[06:15.719]Felt like the world was collapsing
[06:17.945]Then we heard him speak
[06:19.906]"Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself?
[06:23.731]Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself?
[06:27.598]Can I ever be forgiven 'cause I killed that kid?
[06:31.198]It was an accident, I swear it wasn't meant for him
[06:35.113]And if I turn it on me
[06:37.202]If I even it out
[06:39.219]Can I still get in or will they send me to Hell?
[06:43.050]Can I still get into Heaven if I kill myself?"
[06:46.650]I left the hotel behind
[06:48.589]Don't wanna know how it ends