Harry Chapin - Sniper lyrics

It is an early Monday morning
The sun is becoming bright on the land
No one is watching as he comes a walking
Two bulky suitcases hang from his hands

He heads towards the tower that
Stands in the campus
He goes through the door
He starts up the stairs
The sound of his footsteps
The sound of his breathing
The sound of the silence when
No one was there

I didn't really know him
He was kind of strange
Always sort of sat there
He never seemed to change

He reached the catwalk he put down his burden
The four sided clock began to chime
Seven AM, the day is beginning
So much to do, and so little time

He looks at the city
Where no one had known him
He looks at the sky, where no one looks down
He looks at his life
And what it has shown him
He looks for his shadow, it cannot be found

He was such a moody child, very hard to touch
Even as a baby he never smiled
Too much no no no no

"You bug me", she said
"You're ugly", she said
"Please hug me", I said
But she just sat there
With the same flat stare
That she saves for me alone when I'm home
When I'm home take me home

He laid out the rifles, he loaded the shotgun
He stacked up the cartridges along the wall
He knew he would need
Them for his conversation
If it went as it he planned
Then he might use them all

He said, Listen you people
I've got a question
You won't pay attention, but I'll ask anyhow
I found a way that will get me an answer
Been waiting to ask you 'till now right now!

Am I? I am a lover who's never been kissed
Am I? I am a fighter who's not made a fist
Am I?
If I'm alive then there's so much I've missed
How do I know I exist?
Are you listening to me?
Are you listening to me? Am I?

The first words he spoke took
The town by surprise
One got Mrs gibbons above her right eye
It blew her through the window
Wedged her against the door
Reality poured from her face
Staining the floor

He was kind of creepy sort of a dunce
I met him at the corner bar
I only dated the poor boy once
That's all just once, that was all

Bill Whedon was questioned as
Stepped from his car
Tom Scott ran across the street but
He never got that far
The police were there in minutes
They set up barricades
He spoke right on over them
In a half-mile circle in a dumb struck city
His pointed questions were sprayed

He knocked over Danny Tyson as
He ran towards the noise
Just about then the answers
Started coming sweet, sweet joy
Thudding in the clock face
Whining off the walls
Reaching up to where he sat there
Answering calls

Thirty-seven people got his message so far
Yes, he was reaching them
Right where they are

They set up an assault team
They asked for volunteers
They had to go and get him
That much was clear
And the word spread about him
On the radios and TVs
In appropriately sober tone they asked
"Who can it be?"

He was a very dull boy, very taciturn
Not much of a joiner
He did not want to learn no no, no no

They're coming to get me
They don't want to let me
Stay in the bright light too long
It's getting on noon now
It's going to be soon now
But oh, what a wonderful sound!

Mama, won't you nurse me?
Rain me down the sweet milk of your kindness
Mama, it's getting worse for me
Won't you please make me warm and mindless?

Mama, yes you have cursed me
I never will forgive you for your blindness
I hate you!

The wires are all humming for me
And I can hear them coming for me
Soon they'll be here
But there's nothing to fear
Not any more, though they've blasted the door

As the 'copter dropped the gas
He shouted "Who cares?"
They could hear him laughing
As they started up the stairs
As they stormed out on the catwalk
Blinking at the sun
With their final fusillade
His answer had come

Am I? There is no way that you can hide me
Am I?
Though you have put your fire inside me
Am I?
You've given me my answer can't you see?
I was! I am! And now I will be i will be!