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If you are to blame | If you are to blame | ||
Mother Earth's love whispered to me | Mother Earth's love whispered to me (and it wasn't her fault) | ||
Real is a feeling and feeling is real | Real is a feeling and feeling is real | ||
All of you are flowing through me | All of you are flowing through me | ||
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How I wonder | How I wonder | ||
Ever wonder | Ever wonder | ||
(The wind knows) | |||
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Revision as of 18:31, 20 June 2011
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Lyrics
You hang around for a living Somewhere between all the land & the sky Being by never forgiving Nobody knows you and neither do I Birds may believe at a distance You wear a grin and keep perfectly still Driven away with persistence I wonder if they have wondered or will ever wonder Ever wonder Farmer Jim hums when he's all alone He may imagine you heard and he knew You wouldn't hear what he might have known I wonder whether he wonders if you ever wonder Ever wonder Oh, Scarecrow Maybe the wind knows Whether you wonder Who's calling your name Scarecrow Maybe the wind knows Whether you wonder If you are to blame Mother Earth's love whispered to me (and it wasn't her fault) Real is a feeling and feeling is real All of you are flowing through me But you wouldn't know how to fathom or feel When the wind blows The wind knows The wind knows Oh, Scarecrow Maybe the wind knows Whether you wonder Who's calling your name Shame how nobody knows you Only who wonders if you are to blame Saving the grain of your golden domain Without even reasoning why The crows seem to know where you need them to go Igniting a spark in their minds so they circle and fly Fly You hand around for a living Blown in the wind like a pinned butterfly Monarch of ever forgiving Some of us wonder if you want to die Would you want to die? How I wonder Ever wonder (The wind knows)