Mr. Scarecrow
Hey Mr. Scarecrow
You can't close your eyes
Can't fold your arms
You're always standing still
Watching the days pass by
Hey Mr. Scarecrow
In this never - changing view
Of these ever - changing fields
It wouldn't seem unreal to see you cry
Yes, just to see you cry
But maybe it was just the morning dew
Hey Mr. Scarecrow
If you could walk
If you could see the world
If someone could break your heart
Wouldn't you fell tempted
To go back to these fields?
And feel no pain
Just sun and rain to make you fall apart
I've seen you cry
I think I've seen you cry
But maybe, just maybe...
Maybe it was just the morning dew.
Hey Mr. Scarecrow
You can't close your eyes
Can't fold your arms
You're always standing still
Watching the days pass by
Hey Mr. Scarecrow
In this never - changing view
Of these ever - changing fields
It wouldn't seem unreal to see you cry
Yes, just to see you cry
But maybe it was just the morning dew
Hey Mr. Scarecrow
If you could walk
If you could see the world
If someone could break your heart
Wouldn't you fell tempted
To go back to these fields?
And feel no pain
Just sun and rain to make you fall apart
I've seen you cry
I think I've seen you cry
But maybe, just maybe...
Maybe it was just the morning dew.
Leonardo Rodrigues
Embora dessa vez não vá compartilhar com todos os que estou sentindo no momento, sei que alguns irão entender e outros não, mas infelizmente é assim que tem que ser, para os que não entenderem o porque desse poema deixo apenas a beleza que nele reside!
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