Beyond the frozen rivers
There's a forgotten field
Where a blanket of dead leaves
Is covering the swords and shields
Of the scarecrows
That once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
Their flesh isn't made of straw
Their suits are stained with rust
Most of them are lying on the floor
Their gold medals have gathered dust
All these scarecrows
Once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
Barley grows through rotten fruits
Birds are nesting in an empty shell
Barley grows through rotten fruits
Birds are nesting in an empty shell
Beyond the frozen rivers
There's a forgotten field
Where a blanket of dead leaves
Is covering the swords and shields
Of the scarecrows
That once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
Bird Voices - Scarecrows Lyrics
Bird Voices - Scarecrows Lyrics
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Beyond the frozen rivers
There's a forgotten field
Where a blanket of dead leaves
Is covering the swords and shields
Of the scarecrows
That once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
Their flesh isn't made of straw
Their suits are stained with rust
Most of them are lying on the floor
Their gold medals have gathered dust
All these scarecrows
Once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
Barley grows through rotten fruits
Birds are nesting in an empty shell
Barley grows through rotten fruits
Birds are nesting in an empty shell
Beyond the frozen rivers
There's a forgotten field
Where a blanket of dead leaves
Is covering the swords and shields
Of the scarecrows
That once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
There's a forgotten field
Where a blanket of dead leaves
Is covering the swords and shields
Of the scarecrows
That once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
Their flesh isn't made of straw
Their suits are stained with rust
Most of them are lying on the floor
Their gold medals have gathered dust
All these scarecrows
Once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
Barley grows through rotten fruits
Birds are nesting in an empty shell
Barley grows through rotten fruits
Birds are nesting in an empty shell
Beyond the frozen rivers
There's a forgotten field
Where a blanket of dead leaves
Is covering the swords and shields
Of the scarecrows
That once could speak
In the quiet night
You can hear a lonely shriek
Writer: Jello Verdeil
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