Dark Happenings

I never should of left to play That night I left and ran away It seems I've wandered off to far They search for me...a missing star Through woods I walk with wounded knee And saw my father by a tree I could not hold my crying tears I hadn't saw my Pa in years His face was bloody from the war And hands were colder than before He asked me if mother was home Somehow appeared a telephone And I would call her every night As people passed me towards the light Maybe I am lost in a dream For why else would my mother scream?