That Night

Don't even know if I can write this song
 Caught on a beam between right and wrong
 Got to keep forward, keep straight
 For the sake of why we stay awake all night long
 It's not up for interpret
 Paranoid of exploiting the verdict
 But in the same breath
 I got thoughts that I want to express and let surface
 This ain't for props or the pop culture
 It's about a balloon that got punctured
 The sunshine's fun till it burns someone
 And we all got burnt that summer
 She was sixteen
 Another young angel with clipped wings
 She came to the shows, but I never met her
 Don't even know if she was listening
 That night, we lost a supporter
 That night, somebody lost a daughter
 He raped and killed her at the venue
 Can't comprehend what her friends must have went through
 That night, the sun went dark
 Now watch everyone on the tour bus fall apart
 That night, Lord have mercy
 The music died that night in Albuquerque
 Stop, it can't be true right?
 This type of real doesn't happen to you right?
 Cresent, Murs, Dibbs, Jaybird
 I want go home now and start a new life
 Wish I could protect the kids
 I guess safety is hit or miss
 With a prior convicted sex offence against
 A four year old, why we let you live?
 Don't know what I'm trying to write
 But there's a part of me that keeps dying at night
 And when I think about her mother
 I become another number that wants you to suffer
 You're locked up for now
 You have no more chances to steal the children's laughs
 And if you ever find God
 Better pray to her and ask that we never cross paths