The Ballad Of Young Albert McQueen

He ran down the mountain and on to the trail

That leads to the road near the farm

Looking for shadows that change ever slightly

Overstepping the boundaries of harm

A brother is lying still near the top

With a knife cold in his hand

A brother who loved a brother who hates

And one that can't understand

A siren has silenced the owls tonight

A fox hides from the lights

Flashlights are dancing their way up the trail

As the suspect makes good on his flight

The call had been made from inside the house

A warning of what might go down

A mother torn between first and last born

Wheezing when words can’t be found

The ambulance driver waits for the call

To run up the hill to the scene

Of a crime now exposed

To a story near closed

On the life of young Albert McQueen

A siren has silenced the owls tonight

A fox hides from the lights

Flashlights are dancing their way up the trail

As the suspect makes good on his flight

Albert had wanted to care for his mother

As her mind was starting to slip

Takeover the farm

Get a new start

Regaining the strength in his grip