Scarecrow's Dream

Seldom seen, a scarecrow’s dream
I hang in the hopes of replacement
Castles tall, I built them all
But I dream that I’m trapped in the basement
And if you ever hear me calling out
And if you’ve been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-believe
I can be found
Plans I’ve made, a masquerade
Fading in fear of the coming day
Heroes' tales, like nightingales
Wrestle the wind as they run away
And if you ever hear them calling out
And if you’ve been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-believe
I can be found
Garden gate, an empty plate
Waiting for someone to come and fill
Scarecrow’s dreams, like frozen streams
Thirst for the fall, and they’re running still
And if you ever hear me calling out
And if you’ve been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-believe
I can be found
And if you ever hear me calling out
And if you’ve been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-believe
I can be found
I can be found