Martyn Cuthbert - Scarecrows Lyrics

Color me in
I'm a little bit gray
Underneath my skin
Riddle me this
Don't believe a word
That has crossed your lips
Don't even know what
Planet you're on
It makes no sense
It goes on and on
Lift up your head
And come as you are
The only complaining
IS done at the start
I see the ghosts
They are never too far
Always parading
In front of my heart
I will go west
Through the city walls
I won't be scared of
Your scarecrows
I will go west
Through the city walls
I won't be scared of
Your scarecrows
Can you reach it
Stuck in a hole
All lined up
In front of
Your scarecrows
Can you see it
Do you know
Our eyes are turning blind
In front of
Your scarecrows
I will go west
Through the city walls
I won't be scared of
Your scarecrows
I will go west
Through the city walls
I won't be scared of
Your scarecrows
I won't be scared of
Your scarecrows