Scarecrow, I think I'm on to you. You haven't moved for years and you never shed a tear. It's time to rip you off your rusty cross. Scarecrow, I think I'm on to you, always pointing me away with nothing new to say. Its time to rip you off your rusty cross. Well i'd like to think I've been patient, nice cordial and polite and I don't mean you no harm, but I'll be happy to see you go. Scarecrow, i think I'm on to you, just blowing in the wind with that same old stupid grin. It's time to rip you off your rusty cross, cause the roots are still growing between your psalms- yes- your roots are still growing between your psalms

When you wake, when you wake to realize, my darling you are not alone, apologise and forgive but do not bite your tongue. My tortuga princess my secret fantasy, "normalcy is tyranny" you've whispered in my ear, so love me like a libertine lover does a priest. i'll be dancing down in coney isle or down on the kudzu fields by the dismal swamp, any where away from where, you're afraid to love. Sweet Utopia mydread locked angel queen, "regrets for the guilty" you've shouted in your sleep, so love me like the wife of the traitor jailed for life. from the pines of newjersey to les halles of grand paris i can hear you sing freedom's for the children who have learned to love for free. So when you wake, when you wake to realize, my darling you are not alone, apologize and forgive but do not bite your tongue.xxxxxmore here

 
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