Scarecrow
Strung Out Lyrics


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i put my faith
in the absence of something better
if it doesn't fit then its out of reach for me
i'm a tightly wound mess
neatly perched inside my own distress
and you talk of freedom
that means nothing to me
and then you say

how we ever gonna know if there's something better
is the only way to know ourselves to go too far

i spend my days in a fear
one day a wind will blow me away
the only thing that keeps me here
are these strings of mine that hold me down
i watch the rise and fall of a thousand days
it means nothing to me
cause i've been promised redemption
for a life time wasted in these golden fields

so far so good so many promises
swinging in the wind directions something that i can't control
creation eludes me its all just waiting time here in this field
nothing but a scarecrow waiting for the world to tear me down

how we ever gonna know
if there's something better
how are we gonna come to be the same
if we come to fair to realise
how we ever gonna become
something better then what we've become




or are we just scarecrows just waiting?
or are we just...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Strung Out's song Scarecrow speak of the singer's struggle with faith and hope. He puts his trust in something that is not necessarily better because it is the most accessible to him. He feels confined, trapped in his own distress, and unable to perceive the freedom that others talk about. The fear of being blown away by the wind, leaving everything behind, is what keeps him bound, attached to his strings that hold him down. He watches as days pass, and the rise and fall of time means nothing to him because he feels he has been promised redemption for a lifetime spent in these golden fields, waiting.


The lyrics convey a sense of resignation, of being content with just the promise of something better rather than actively seeking it out. The fear of the unknown or the risk of failure holds him back, and he wonders how we will ever know if there is something better if we don't go too far. The final lines express the uncertainty of whether we are just like Scarecrows, waiting for the world to break us down or if there is something better that we can become.


Overall, the song Scarecrow talks about the conflict between staying within one's comfort zone while still yearning for something better. It highlights the tension between the fear of letting go of what we know and the possibility of discovering something greater beyond it.


Line by Line Meaning

i put my faith
I place my trust


in the absence of something better
because there is no alternative


if it doesn't fit then its out of reach for me
If it doesn't seem right then it's unattainable


i'm a tightly wound mess
I am highly strung and anxious


neatly perched inside my own distress
I am comfortable within my anxiety


and you talk of freedom
You speak of liberation


that means nothing to me
But it has no significance to me


and then you say
And after that you speak about


how we ever gonna know if there's something better
How can we determine if there is a superior option?


is the only way to know ourselves to go too far
Do we need to exceed our limits to learn about ourselves?


i spend my days in a fear
I spend most of my time being afraid


one day a wind will blow me away
A day will come when I will be gone like the wind


the only thing that keeps me here
The sole reason why I am still present


are these strings of mine that hold me down
Are the constraints that keep me in place


i watch the rise and fall of a thousand days
I have observed the ebb and flow of countless days


it means nothing to me
But it holds no significance for me


cause i've been promised redemption
Because I have been guaranteed salvation


for a life time wasted in these golden fields
For a lifetime expended in these fields of luxury


so far so good so many promises
Thus far, everything has been fine with many assurances


swinging in the wind directions something that i can't control
Until the direction changes, without my say


creation eludes me its all just waiting time here in this field
I am not creative, so it's merely waiting for me


nothing but a scarecrow waiting for the world to tear me down
A scarecrow waiting for the world to destroy me


how we ever gonna know
How are we ever going to discover


if there's something better
If something superior exists


how are we gonna come to be the same
How are we going to become identical


if we come to fair to realise
If we are unwilling to recognize


how we ever gonna become
How can we ever transform into


something better then what we've become
Something more exceptional than what we are now


or are we just scarecrows just waiting?
Or are we merely scarecrows waiting to be destroyed?


or are we just...
Or are we simply...




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