I am the everything the all knowing  The omnipotent one  I watch the fields I do not feel  I circumnavigate everyone  I am the scarecrow, alone and disconnected  You stare right past me undetected  I am only here when you expect it  And feel a sadness undescribable  I hange here motionless holding a bible  No revival  I died and became apathy  Then married vacancy  Then moved my children to the tundra of complacency  I do not exist in your world  I've burned the bridges, I've cut the life line  Now all I have left is my mind  Which judges all of you  Analyzes your dumb philosophies  Inwonderment of how you all have ruined your ecology  But you do not hear for I am to you only but nothingness  And I can't understand why I'm the only one that feels like this  It's all piss, I flee  Out of all the people that have left me  The one I miss most, is me    I am the scarecrow and I am so alone    And I've seen thirty years of down time  The face of a clown, a stick for a spine  From a grandiose small town mind  And crows fly all around mine  They shit on my shoulder  I got no voice, no mobility  I get older, heated but colder  No yield in my field, fuck my opinion  I stare at your houses in the distance  Silent persistence at night windows glisten  I got nothing to say cause no one would listen anyway  So I remain against the grain  I've seen sunny days with rain  Busted knuckles and pain and never complained  Dirt is my domain, my view is plain  But I'm invisible, sound mystical  Not really, the days are dry the evening chilly  The only one who understands is little Billy when he's lonely  Make me feel something, make me worth a damn  Make me new again, make me a fuckin' man     Seen the rise and fall the high and low the come and go  And if you knew what I know, sometimes one does not reap what he sews  The wind blows, the moon glows the water flows  The rain turns to snow, and the ground is froze  And only God knows why that's the way it goes    I am the scarecrow and I am so alone