This one time, I fell in love with a scarecrow
A face chiseled from spare hand-me-downs
patches to cover the leaks
graffiti to ward off the ones who thought they were freaks
reclusive, yet humble enough to find peace
This one time, I decided it was over
I left that one time with patches to cover the leaks
I roamed with the stride of a fighter
a keep out sign to signify that I was in need
I know you'd say "if it were me, I would leave"
This one time, I went back to his post
dead trees, broken dreams and broken wings
and it was there that his cries called out to me
the crows called out,
feeding their hunger through his defeat
And that day, I left defiant
wiping the blood from my cheeks
the stride of a champion,
evidence of a slate wiped clean
you could say that I'm not clean
that I'm no better, maybe worse
my schemes are pointless thoughts scribbled on notebook paper
that my thoughts are pointless schemes scribbled on notebook paper
and I'd have to say that I'm just here to tell you,
I like to bring home the scruffy scarecrow that breaks the crows wings
and that if you were to request that he act like a civilized human being,
he would simply reply, "civilized my syphilized yarbles!!!"
Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 12:52 AM UTC
This one time, I fell in love with a scarecrow
A face chiseled from spare hand-me-downs
patches to cover the leaks
graffiti to ward off the ones who thought they were freaks
reclusive, yet humble enough to find peace
This one time, I decided it was over
I left that one time with patches to cover the leaks
I roamed with the stride of a fighter
a keep out sign to signify that I was in need
I know you'd say "if it were me, I would leave"
This one time, I went back to his post
dead trees, broken dreams and broken wings
and it was there that his cries called out to me
the crows called out,
feeding their hunger through his defeat
And that day, I left defiant
wiping the blood from my cheeks
the stride of a champion,
evidence of a slate wiped clean
you could say that I'm not clean
that I'm no better, maybe worse
my schemes are pointless thoughts scribbled on notebook paper
that my thoughts are pointless schemes scribbled on notebook paper
and I'd have to say that I'm just here to tell you,
I like to bring home the scruffy scarecrow that breaks the crows wings
and that if you were to request that he act like a civilized human being,
he would simply reply, "civilized my syphilized yarbles!!!"