Scarecrow

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 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 time