clouds of another life
wash across the sunlight
changing shape as they go by
thought i saw your face there
but like them
you jus' disappear
disappear into empty sky
quietly
and so removed from reason
hey
have you ever had to reason?
hey
the [bad word] and goes
to somewhere much higher
when the silence grows
can you hear it, sniper?

visions and memories
where some one once laid flowers
for the past and things [bad word] 
thought you were gone
but i can feel you
so i turn around
turn around yes, and there you are
here again
can you give it some meaning?
hey
ask again, but you say nothing
hey

motion without sound
ice inside the fire
the stillness in the storm
silence hides the sniper
 [bad word] and go
to someplace much higher
and when the silence grows
can you hear it, sniper?

what goes thought your sniper's mind?