Hey Mr. Scarecrow. You can't close your eyes. you can't fold your arms. You're always standing still. Watching days pass by. Hey Mr. Scarecrow. In this never changing view. Of this ever changing fields. It wouldn't seem unreal to see you cry. To see you cry. But maybe. Maybe it was just the morning dew. Hey Mr. Scarecrow. If you could walk. If you could see the world. If someone could break your heart. Wouldn't you feel tempted. To come back to these fields?. And feel no pain. Just sun and rain. To make you fall apart. I've seen you cry. I think I've seen you cry. But maybe. Maybe it was the morning dew. Would you feel tempted. To come back to these fields?. And feel no pain. Just sun and rain. To make you fall apart. I've seen you cry. I think I've seen you cry. But maybe. Maybe it was just the morning dew...