Fell in love
Before the due season
Before the rise of the harvest moon
Watching the growth
Of the crops
The season long
In warm and cold nights

Breathing love pure
Like a Shepherd to his lambs
Scaring trespassers away
Down by the river banks

I’ve been the enemy of the sparrow
A friend of a numb heart

Like a scarecrow
I stood lonely with my arms open
To wrap them around your flesh
It’s been a long time coming
Donkey’s years went by
And I haven’t reap
From the grains

And the fields are dry and empty again
I’m still waiting
Like a fisherman
In the desert
Unrequited love
I’m just a scarecrow

and my arms are still open
crucified