Octavia

Scarecrow

Octavia


I will be here ′till the very end on my feet
And weathering the storm with my arms
Extended as a clear sign of my autonomy
I will watch as life passes by, I am the guardian
Of blustering winds I am the one with the arms wide open
I silently guard all the fruits of time

I'm the one who scares away the crows
They come to me from all directions distant voices
I could have never dreamed up they are whispering
And telling me about the world beyond the Sun

I will be here ′till the end of time
I am the guardian of blustering winds
I am the one with the arms wide open
I silently guard all the fruits of time
I'm the one who scares away the crows

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