Scarecrow

Talk with your memory and
Wrestle with the thought
That I am not enough

And when you find
I'm not the guy you thought I was
Would you forgive me?

Or you'll find my body laying in the snow
Delivering a letter to my folks
A comet is a mixture of ice and dust
I'd lie to gain my father's trust

So send me to the great white north
So I'll become a man
Just exist for awhile and do some good
it's just the survival of the best

Find my body laying in the snow
Delivering a letter to my folks
A comet is a mixture of ice and dust
I'd lie to gain my father's trust



Credits
Writer(s): Jeff Burk
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