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Lyrics From Michael Troy Back>>
Scare Crow
1. Scare crow out in the field, who will let you in?
Faith filled one, hung in the sun, driven by the wind.
The work's done, the planters are gone, where nobody knows
Seedlings reach for the sun, the guardian scares crows
2. Furrows, holding the rain are like steps on a hill.
Seedlings reach for the sun and I guess they always will
God only knows, what harvest will bring, little birds tell why
Haters of life, hide in the wings, victims pass by
Chorus
Who will be your confidant, when the towers of Babel tumble
down?
Who will sift the broken hearts, from the pieces on the ground?
Who will lift these spirits up, who can mend this broken cup?
Who can see, or reason why, when straw pierces the eye?
3.Shadows roll over the hills, cloud spills fill rivers with
rain
The wind blows, like lost souls, avenging presumptuous gain.
You'll snap like a twig, - if you stand toe to toe
Have a drink, say what you think, and bend with the blow
Chorus
4. Scare crow out in the field, who will let you in?
Faith filled one, hung in the sun, driven by the wind,
Furrows are holding the rain, like steps on a hill,
Seedlings reach for the light and I guess they always will.
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"You'll never live your dreams if you
don't take a chance, and let the
chips fall where they may".
-Michael Troy |
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