I used to know
this old scarecrow
My joy and sorrow
Cast alone
between the
furrows
No longer sown
by anyone
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
Beneath these
branches
I once wrote such
childish words
for you
I held a dandelion
When summer
burned the
earth again
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
No longer sown
by anyone
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
Sad so sad
Sad