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 a diamond The light read 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 Trying to weigh him down To 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 time