Dirt Poor Robins Scarecrows
Although it's right to stay and fight
The two of us are not quite fortified
With the battle of our lives on the horizon
Neophytes, we're none the wiser
I can testify, we won't survive
For are we scarecrows, or sentinels?
Standing strong or faux men nailed down to a pole?
Will we ever grow a proper sense of panic
In a world so inorganic
Or do you suppose, we're straw-filled clothes?
For the way we were was the way we learned to live
We couldn't give the things we never had to give
But when we fall we might ascend
And begin again
Maybe alone we have no hope
But if we run and see the world left to its own
Heaven knows that if we flee for our survival
Peace would leave on our arrival
Oh no, we left behind our shameless minds
For the way we were was the way we learned to live
We couldn't give the things we never had to give
But when we fall we may ascend
And begin again
Remember when you find my bones
Remember that I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
And when my ashes fall like snow
Remember that I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
Though they've begun to load their guns
As long as breath still fills the chambers of our lungs
You will find a shouting truth as from a turret
See if faith can stop a bullet
Watch the broken rise with stronger spines
They're Lazarus, the last of us
The comatose, the dearest friends we ever lost
Lift your head and see a tree become a forest
Our duet becomes a chorus
We can feel the rush of your own blood
For the way we were was the way we learned to live
We couldn't give the things we never had to give
But when we fall we may ascend
And begin again