Scarecrow — текст песни (Strung Out)

I put my faith in the absence of something better if it doesn`t fit then its out of reach for me I`m a tightly wound mess neatly perched inside my own distress and you talk of freedom that means nothing to me and then you say how we ever gonna know if there`s something better is the only way to know ourselves to go too far I spend my days in a fear one day a wind will blow me away the only thing that keeps me here are these strings of mine that hold me down I watch the rise and fall of a thousand days it means nothing to me cause I`ve been promised redemption for a life time wasted in these golden fields so far so good so many promises swinging in the wind directions something that I can`t control creation eludes me its all just waiting time here in this field nothing but a scarecrow waiting for the world to tear me down