I knelt I aimed I missed I ran    Across the field where our love began    The ears of the corn began to melt and swim    My 20/20 vision 95% dim    I bowed my head to the weight of the sun    I saw ribs sticking out through my yellow skin    I felt so tall I felt so thin       And the children were singing, "Here he comes the killer    again    Here he comes the chickenkiller again"       I was shooting at the birds on the telephone lines    Putting little black holes on the speed limit signs    And tell me where she is I screamed    And tell me where it is she's been    Well smiling people gathered round    Wearing coloured silk under coloured lights    And paper streamers floated down    like a skating rink or a boxing fight    And grace descended without a sound       And the children kept singing, "Here he comes the killer again    Here he comes the chickenkiller again"       I ran through that crowd calling out your dear name    To the blind the deaf the dumb the lame    But they shook their heads and pointed to the sky    Saying she's in His hands now my boy    She caught death as only lovers can ever catch can       And the children kept singing, "Here he comes the killer again    Here he comes the chickenkiller again"       Now the grass is brown and dry beside the track    Broken beer bottle shines like our engagement ring   And as sure as theres a man on the cross on a hill    I'll pay dearly for everything    Now they stoop and they poke and they prod and they peer    at our prone bodies lying there    Like roosters picking at the body of a hen       And the children were singing, "Here he comes the killer    again    Here he comes the chickenkiller again"    My ears were filled with that joyful ringing    My ears were filled with that happy singing    Laughing and pointing and pointing and singing    And the children sang