I am the everything the all knowing

The omnipotent one

I watch the fields I do not feel

I circumnavigate everyone

I am the scarecrow, alone and disconnected

You stare right past me undetected

I am only here when you expect it

And feel a sadness undescribable

I hange here motionless holding a bible

No revival

I died and became apathy

Then married vacancy

Then moved my children to the tundra of complacency

I do not exist in your world

I've burned the bridges, I've cut the life line

Now all I have left is my mind

Which judges all of you

Analyzes your dumb philosophies

Inwonderment of how you all have ruined your ecology

But you do not hear for I am to you only but nothingness

And I can't understand why I'm the only one that feels like this

It's all piss, I flee

Out of all the people that have left me

The one I miss most, is me



I am the scarecrow and I am so alone



And I've seen thirty years of down time

The face of a clown, a stick for a spine

From a grandiose small town mind

And crows fly all around mine

They shit on my shoulder

I got no voice, no mobility

I get older, heated but colder

No yield in my field, fuck my opinion

I stare at your houses in the distance

Silent persistence at night windows glisten

I got nothing to say cause no one would listen anyway

So I remain against the grain

I've seen sunny days with rain

Busted knuckles and pain and never complained

Dirt is my domain, my view is plain

But I'm invisible, sound mystical

Not really, the days are dry the evening chilly

The only one who understands is little Billy when he's lonely

Make me feel something, make me worth a damn

Make me new again, make me a fuckin' man



Seen the rise and fall the high and low the come and go

And if you knew what I know, sometimes one does not reap what he sews

The wind blows, the moon glows the water flows

The rain turns to snow, and the ground is froze

And only God knows why that's the way it goes



I am the scarecrow and I am so alone