why you look so sad?
Because I am falling apart.
Scarecrow, scarecrow
I thought you didn't have a heart.
I didn't know you were alive.
Once I did.
Once I was.
Scarecrow, scarecrow
Tell me your tale.
Why you are missing pieces?
There is nothing left to be told.
Leave me alone...
You don't want to hear my tale.
Scarecrow, scarecrow
why you look so mad?
Oh little bird, I was pierced, butchered and eaten.
All my parts taken from me to someone's gain
I gave everything without shame and subterfuge
Only to get used on this field until nothing was left.
Poor Scarecrow, why you say that?
Let me put out the flame and ease your pain.
Let me burn little bird, from the ashes I will continue life.
I will mix with the soil, grow inside the corn until I am rebuilt again.
Scarecrow, scarecrow
Why you smile now?
Those who took something from me will not be that fortunate.
The pieces will fade and all they will have is nothing in the end.
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