Scarecrow
by John McLaird


Are you the scarecrow
or the voodoo doll
It doesn't matter
They're both made of straw

They'd both smolder
They'd both burn
They're both consumed
by what they've learned

The crow is watching
Light reflects his eye
from your headlights
takes to the sky

Is it just instinct?
why you fly
to the empty field
with the moon lit sky

Is this insane?
Bare feet on grain
You dance for rain
to wash the stain
Bare feet on grain
You pray through pain
and dance through rain
to wash the shame

Would the water cleanse you?
It could soak your clothes
But even tears
Can't touch your soul

Could I hold your body?
Clutch your pain
or would I wash away
just like the rain

Is this insane?
Bare feet on grain
You dance for rain
to wash the stain
Bare feet on grain
You pray through pain
and dance through rain
to wash the shame

Is this insane?
Bare feet on grain
You dance for rain
to wash the stain
Bare feet on grain
You pray through pain
and dance through rain
to wash the shame



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