the soundtrack of contemporary life

Hung by the old field

The night in his eyes

And the road by his side



He's trying to show me

Who's alive in both cities

Barely on fire



What's this scarecrow

Caught in my mind

Scarecrow not made for these times



Clear as a diamond

The light reads plain

In the back of his eyes



We'd never know

He still dreams of a bird

Of a terrifying size



What's this scarecrow

Caught in my mind

Scarecrow not made for these times

Cruel moon


Trying to weigh him down

To soon

Glad to have him with me now



Death cold pecked bare

Red collar bled white

No black heart there

No bark and no bite



Just this scarecrow

Caught in my mind

Scarecrow
 not made for these times

Scarecrow, The Veils

Cool song, from one of the coolest bands to appear on my radar these last few years.