Headline: "Murder, young girl killed

Desperate shooting at Echo's Hill

Dreadful ending, killer died

Evidently suicide."



A witness heard a horrifying sound

He ran to find a woman dead and

Lying on the ground



Standing by her was a man

Nervous, shaking, gun in hand

Witness says he tried to help

But he'd turned the weapon on himself



His body fell across that poor young girl

After shouting out in vain

The witness ran to call for assistance

A sad close to a broken love affair



Our deeds have traveled far

What we have been is what we are



Our deeds have traveled far

What we have been is what we are



She wanted love forever

But he had another plan

He fell into an evil way

She had to let him down

She said, "I can't love a wayward man."



She may have found a reason to forgive

If he had only tried to change

Was their fatal meeting prearranged?



Had a violent struggle taken place?

There was every sign that lead there

Witness found a switchblade on the ground

Was the victim unaware?

They continued to investigate

They found a note in the killer's pocket

It could have been a suicide letter

Maybe he had lost her love



I feel there's only one thing left to do

I'd sooner take my life away

Than live with losing you



Our deeds have traveled far

What we have been is what we are



Our deeds have traveled far

What we have been is what we are



All that we learn this time

(What we have been is what we are)

Is carried beyond this life



All that we learn this time

(What we have been is what we are)

Is carried beyond this life



Our deeds have traveled far

What we have been is what we are



Our deeds have traveled far

What we have been is what we are



All that we learn this time

(What we have been is what we are)

Is carried beyond this life



All that we learn this time

(What we have been is what we are)

Is carried beyond this life