SNIPER'S SONG By Tom Jensen
Who am I?
And what are my reasons?
I've got my rifle by my side
And it's hunting season
I'm just another face in the crowd
Waiting to make my next move
Eight A.M. and I'm already out on the prowl
I wonder just how long I can keep my cool
Random is the way it has to be
Can't have any motive or connection
Following after me
One bullet at a time
I write the headlines of the front page
I am God, I am death, I am your old age
At random
Or in seclusion
I am reality
This is no illusion
Who am I?
And what are my reasons?
I've got my rifle by my side
And it's hunting season
I'm just another face in the crowd
Waiting to make my next move
Nine A.M. and I'm already out on the prowl
I wonder just how long I can keep my cool
Go about your business
This sniper will find you
Look over your left shoulder
I am right behind you
You cannot see me
I am in seclusion
Death is reality
I am no illusion
Who am I?
And what are my reasons?
I've got my rifle by my side
And it's hunting season
I'm just another face in the crowd
Waiting to make my next move
Ten A.M. and I'm already out on the prowl
I wonder just how long I can keep my cool
Some may call me crazy
But I don't see it that way
I am just another hunter
And you are all my prey
I could be your neighbor
I could be your best friend
I could be a terrorist
But only when you catch me...
Will you be safe again