Curtains

I used to know this old scarecrow

He was my song

My joy and sorrow

Cast alone between the furrows

Of a field

No longer sown by anyone

I held a dandelion

That said the time had come

To leave upon the wind

Not to return

When summer burned the earth again

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Cultivate the freshest flower

This garden ever grew

Beneath these branches

I once wrote

Such childish words for you

But that's okay

There's treasure children always seek to find

And just like us

You must have had

A once upon a time

Oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh