The story never checked out
I heard too many versions
What [bad word] happened that night?
There's no way of learning
Your friend said Abe was there too
And you had to cover his tracks
That was the time I realized
They'd gone and [bad word] back 

The family dropped the charges
They simply buried their son
They recognized, as we all did
'Twas mostly a case of terrible luck

Two boys laid side beside
One now dead and the other half alive
You can try to back the night

And though I no longer loved him
I knew him as my brother
He seemed a goblin to me now
So I went and grabbed my lantern�
I said keep him busy 
I'll be there less in than a day
We'll find him safety - maybe sanity
There really has to be a way

I plundered through every drawer of yours
To see if I could find my match
There she was - dark and mysterious
Wrapped in tin, she was quite a catch

I hated her for loving you
For soothing all your pain
For telling you I was the evil one
Only interested in my own gain

I knew you stood alone
Nothing I could do to fix
Doctor said expectations were too high
The boy needed me gone and quick

Two boys laid side beside
One now dead and the other half alive
You can try to hold the night back

Do you remember when I told you
I found Mrs. Zaracota dead?
She was sitting upright a Friday morning
Reading a book in bed
The night before she told me
She had still so many plans 
Then I felt the soldier's shadow at my side 
Drain all the blood from my hand

The blood was gone and my hand blue
The night I knew to make the call
The voice on the end of the phone
Told me bloody scene I soon saw:

Two boys laid side beside
One now dead and the other half alive
You can try to back the night
You can try to back the night
You can try to back the night
You can try to back the night