Scarecrow

Scarecrow - The Veils

Written by：Finn Andrews

Hung by the old field

The night in his eyes

And the road by his side

He's trying to show me

Who's alive in both cities barely on fire

Scarecrow caught in my mind

Scarecrow not made for these times

Clear as diamond

The light reads plain on the back of his eyes

He'd never know he

Still dreams of a bird

Of a terrifying size

But this scarecrow

Caught in my mind

Scarecrow not made for these times

Mmmmmm

Trying to weigh him down

Too soon

Glad to have him with me now

Death cold pecked bare

Red collar bled white

No black heart

There no bark and no bite

Just this

Scarecrow caught in my mind

Scarecrow not made for these times