Scarecrow -Dear Dorothy-

Rock, Alternative Folk, Sadness, Wizard of Oz

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Japanese version here
https://suno.com/s/oQJn8ATcefagVlEi
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[Intro]
Cast out from the list of salvation,
burning the vanishing point into my eyes.
Hiding fangs behind a mask of sanity, I sneer,
until even doubt is stripped away.
Will I remain who I am?

[Break]
[Interlude Guitar]

[Verse 1]
Even if logic and math fail to find a word,
the light of experience points the way ahead.
On the shoulder of the road to happiness,
a mound of sins and virtues
grows into a hill.

[Chorus 1]
Singing of rationality,
watching the landscape drown in grey.
I’m dancing with my unfulfilled ghosts,
counting the frozen fingers on my shoulder.
Wearing a coat of suspicion,
I take my next step.

[Post-Chorus 1]
Does wisdom birth joy,
or does it just sharpen the sting of a wound?
Children who walk by the beat of their hearts
are labeled “naive”
by the world of men.

[Break]
(Interlude Guitar)

[Verse 2]
The soul that goes by the name of “Will,”
tearing it free from the prison of the flesh.
The destination found at the end of the scream
is cruelly, bitterly,
out of reach.

[Chorus 2]
At the end of every rational choice,
regrets take root in the soil of memory.
Kissing the tears as they fall,
this pain that never leaves my side—
I call this eternal pain my “Lover.”

[Post-Chorus 2]
Senses managed, instincts controlled,
I couldn't grow without breaking first.
For walking with a faked and hollow heart,
the elders welcome me
as “one of them.”

[Bridge]
The Reaper doesn't beckon.
He just walks in silence by my side.
The moment I stumble from the pain,
with a face of pure apathy,
he reaches out his hand.

[Chorus 3]
Brandishing rationality like a blade,
trampling on the seeds of kindness.
With the endless wind at my back,
this sorrow that walks beside me—
I call this sorrow my “Benefactor.”

[Hook]
Is my Eidos a cold machine?
Is my Psyche a starving beast?

[Outro]
I wonder if you ever made it home,
beyond the golden fields of corn.
Your fading smile is a distant event now,
like a star flickering
light-years away.

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Japanese version here https://suno.com/s/oQJn8ATcefagVlEi ---------------------------------------------- [Intro] Cast out from the list of salvation, burning the vanishing point into my eyes. Hiding fangs behind a mask of sanity, I sneer, until even doubt is stripped away. Will I remain who I am? [Break] [Interlude Guitar] [Verse 1] Even if logic and math fail to find a word, the light of experience points the way ahead. On the shoulder of the road to happiness, a mound of sins and virtues grows into a hill. [Chorus 1] Singing of rationality, watching the landscape drown in grey. I’m dancing with my unfulfilled ghosts, counting the frozen fingers on my shoulder. Wearing a coat of suspicion, I take my next step. [Post-Chorus 1] Does wisdom birth joy, or does it just sharpen the sting of a wound? Children who walk by the beat of their hearts are labeled “naive” by the world of men. [Break] (Interlude Guitar) [Verse 2] The soul that goes by the name of “Will,” tearing it free from the prison of the flesh. The destination found at the end of the scream is cruelly, bitterly, out of reach. [Chorus 2] At the end of every rational choice, regrets take root in the soil of memory. Kissing the tears as they fall, this pain that never leaves my side— I call this eternal pain my “Lover.” [Post-Chorus 2] Senses managed, instincts controlled, I couldn't grow without breaking first. For walking with a faked and hollow heart, the elders welcome me as “one of them.” [Bridge] The Reaper doesn't beckon. He just walks in silence by my side. The moment I stumble from the pain, with a face of pure apathy, he reaches out his hand. [Chorus 3] Brandishing rationality like a blade, trampling on the seeds of kindness. With the endless wind at my back, this sorrow that walks beside me— I call this sorrow my “Benefactor.” [Hook] Is my Eidos a cold machine? Is my Psyche a starving beast? [Outro] I wonder if you ever made it home, beyond the golden fields of corn. Your fading smile is a distant event now, like a star flickering light-years away.

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