maybe i did n't see everything that i think i did now and maybe i keep adding things to it , but i could see them inside , as if it was some man sitting there eating a late dinner at the table and it being real late at night , like maybe he 'd been out working in some man 's field all day and into the night and just got off work and was eating dinner or even breakfast , now it 's so late , that his wife had to get up from sleeping to fix for him , his legs feeling real tired with his wet boots still on , his clothes all wet from the rain , and then he hears this gunshot and the bullet ripping through his attic and i imagine that he runs to check on the kids to make sure they did n't get hurt because it 's me out there shooting at his roof and he runs up into a hall and has to go up a ladder to get into the attic where his kids sleep and his head disappears up into the darkness and he 's looking around to see if his kids are okay and it 's so dark i ca n't tell what he sees .