Testo Scarecrow

You're too low to see me smilingWhen I'm flying in the airBut you're too high to frighten mePretend you didn't see mePretend you didn't need mePretend you didn't see mePretend you didn't need meTo frighten away all the lost and the lonelyThe sacred forgotten of yesterday's problemsYour wooden construction was meant for inflictionTo penetrate pain with the thoughts from my mindCan you see me scarecrowCan you still feel freeFor all your love scarecrowAnd will you still be there tomorrowAnd will you still be there tomorrowLike moths around a light bulb, your brain is still bleedingFrom visions and pictures of nature's young raincoatIf only my eyes were not pinned to your tableMy arms would be grasping the lilies of summerIt's no good to be a scarecrow postAnd I've said it before, and I'll say it some more