Sometimes the answers we are looking for are right under our nose while we focus on the big picture.
Detective Garcia had been intrigued...no, obsessed with cold case files.
Imagining where he was when these murders were happening.
There was something happening with a particular series of murders that linked them.
He knew it, somewhere deep inside.
False leads and a few assumptions later, a young Dr. Esther was assisting the department while gaining on the field training.
She felt it too.
There was a pattern...something they missed.
The Columbine Killer
Regardless how desensitized I pretend that I've gotten//
I get sickened seeing these victims lying there rotting//
Makes me gag a bit I've learned to hang with it//
Except that time we found a duffle bag with bits//
And pieces of a female missing for four months//
From Florida under the flowers in back of a store front//
Maggots and worms covered the canvas we wondered what happens//
no one ever notices columbines growing like magic//
Took the owner into custody lawyer cussing me out//
He was freed because he proved that he wasn't around//
Was on a six month sabbatical sailing to South America//
Left the landlord a letter he's headed ta help an area//
famished and forgotten so he was no longer suspect//
3 months later we make an arrest of yet//
Nother innocent citizen this isn't coincidence//
There has to be a pattern were missin in this instance//
Trying to understand what we're overlooking its right there//
Under our noses the fragrance pushed thru the night air//
Run around hopeless makes me pull out all my hair//
Like a chicken with his head cut off foolishly I stare//
Right passed the petals didn't stop and notice details//
Like that ol devil the doctor exposed when we failed//
It wasn't that you failed, you just needed a different point of view//
I've studied the crime scene - finding when you join a few//
Of the pictures you get a bigger and better understanding//
That there's a pattern of purple petals that your passing//
By with no regards but no can really blame you//
Harsh environment can make it hard to have these break throughs//
Devils in the details we have faith that we can find them//
Searching for truth we find Satan sleeps where life ends//