West Memphis Moon - Chuck Prophet

Yellow tape along the river’s edge

Helicopters circling overhead

Three little boys coming home from school

Gone forever 'neath the Memphis moon

Well, the sheriff jumped on me, yes, he did

Leaned on me till I cried and beg

I cried for my mother, never felt so alone

The dawn was breaking and my will was gone

They said, «There's two more boys where you came from

You’ll implicate them both before we’re done

We want that Echols boy with the moody eyes

He and that peach faced kid by his side»

The trial was over soon as it begun

The truth still buried out there in the mud

Father forgive me, hear what I say

Father forgive this walking razor blade

Three more boys who should be back in school

Gone forever 'neath the Memphis moon

(Really gone)

A flicker of hope, a drop of light

Mothers arms reaching in the night