Curtains

I used to know this old scarecrow he was my song, my joy and sorrow cast a lone between the furrows of a field no longer sown by anyone I held a dandelion that said the time has come to leave upon the wind not to return Till summer burns the earth again oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh 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 ok 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 oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh