Scarecrow’s Dream

Seldom seen, a scarecrow's dream
I hang in the hopes of replacement
Castles tall, I built them all
But I dream that I'm trapped in the basement

And if you ever hear me calling out
And if you've been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-believe
I can be found

Plans I've made, a masquerade
Fading in fear of the coming day
Heroes' tales, like nightingales
Wrestle the wind as they run away

And if you ever hear them calling out
And if you've been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-believe
I can be found

Garden gate, an empty plate
Waiting for someone to come and fill
Scarecrow's dreams, like frozen streams
Thirst for the fall, and they're running still

And if you ever hear me calling out
And if you've been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-believe
I can be found

And if you ever hear me calling out
And if you've been by paupers crowned
Between the worlds of men and make-believe
I can be found

I can be found