Little Scarecrow

If the trees could tell me
When the water falls
And my dog lives forever with me
What's supposed to be the life?
Where's the fucking book of time?

That would be an injustice
If there is a soul
And my dog no longer lives with me
I have to accept the truth
We exist but only in wood



Credits
Writer(s): Jorge Octavio Davila Sanchez
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