I will watch the empty fields but I cannot feel
I am a scarecrow, alone and disconnected
You will all look right through me I am undetected

I was killed long ago and was born again in apathy
I am a scarecrow so alone I then married vacancy

I have no form in your world no shape
Sitting on this stick I am left to wait
I am a scarecrow in this field doing time
I've burned the bridges, I've cut the life line
Now all I have left is my mind

And I’ll never understand how it came to this
It's all but a bucket of piss, I have no chance to flee
All the people I know that have left me so soon
The one I miss most, is me- yeah I am gone too
I am a scarecrow quietly I will stare at the moon

I have no voice, no locomotion
Grim reaper sitting on my shoulder
I get older, I feel heated but am somehow colder

I stare at your houses the lights out there in the distance
I live in a silent persistence and at night these windows glisten
I have nothing to say cause no one would listen anyway
I am the scarecrow with only straw for a spine
Trapped in time here is where I will stay

I will remain against the grain cuz to you I am strange
I have seen sunny days stained with rain
Wrecked face and pain and never once did I complain
Dirt is my domain, nothing grows here my view is pretty plain

I am a scarecrow

I want to feel something again, make me worth a damn
Make me new again, make me feel like a fuckin' man