It was another day. A perfect Texas afternoon. A mother and two children. Play the way they always do. As they raced home from the mailbox. A mother and her son. Against a little girl of 6 years old. The independent one. The deputies went door to door. Through all the neighborhood. They said I got some news to tell you folks. I’m afraid it ain’t so good. Somehow something happened. Someone got away. Someone got the answers. For what happened here today. Oh no ho no oh no no no no. Tell me it was just a dream – August 7 4:15. God close His eyes & the world got mean. August 7 4:15. Now the people from the papers. And the local TV news. Tried to find the reason. Cop dogs sniffed around for clues. Someone shouted “Hit & Run”. The coroner cried “Foul”. Her blue dress was what she wore. The day they laid her body down. Oh no ho no oh no no no no. Tell me it was just a dream – August 7 4:15. God close His eyes & the world got mean. August 7 4:15. I know tonight that there’s an angel. Up on Heaven’s highest hill. And no one there can hurt you baby. No one ever will. Somewhere someone’s conscience. Is like a burning bed. The flames are all around you. How you gonna sleep again. Oh no ho no oh no no no no. Tell me it was just a dream – August 7 4:15. God close His eyes & the world got mean. August 7 4:15.