A mother and Father sit at home,
Sitting, waiting by the phone,
Waiting for an important call,
A call that might change it all,
All they want is to know what occurred,
What occurred, they still haven't heard,
Haven't heard anything from anyone,
Not anything about their son,
Their son has been missing now for days,
For days they just sit and gaze,
And gaze, not knowing what to do,
Not knowing what their son's gone through,
Through it all they've drunk cups of tea,
Because tea helps shock apparently,
their shock wasn't then for their son,
But for what their son might have done,
He'd supposedly been involved in crime,
Crime for which he could do time,
Time now though has just stopped,
Both have stopped watching the clock,
Both instead watching for their son,
Their son, whose life had just begun,
Begun to take a downward turn,
Of this turn the parents learn,
Parents jump at the ringing phone,
The phone answered now all is known,
All is known about their only child,
Their only child had been running wild,
Running wild this had been confirmed,
Confirmed using a more formal term,
Formal terms are what they used,
They used terms like 'The accused'.
'The accused' is responsible for their son's death,
Their son's death and his final breath,
In his final breath he asked to be forgiven,
Forgiven for to crime he was driven,
Driven by a need to pay off drug debts,
Drug debts which he sincerely regrets,
He regrets but he's no longer living,
As 'The accused' was unforgiving,
Unforgiving, he murdered to prove this,
Murdered a child that the parents miss,
The mother and father sit at home,
The mother crying puts down the phone.
