I'm walking to the other side
With the devil trying to take my mind
And my soul's just a silhouette
From the ashes of a cigarette
(???)
(???)
(???)
(???)
Illusions never fake their lies
Trick cards fool the eye
Carry zeros over till they add up
Bury tears in the chapters you shut
Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell
And the rain's too plain to tell
All alone by a barren well
The scarecrow's only scaring himself
I've been digging the ground
Through the dust and the clouds
I see miles and miles
And the junkyard piles
I wanted hope from a grave
I wanted strength from a slave
What gives you comfort now
Might be the end of you then
Crows are pulling at my clothes
The wind got my fingers froze
Standing all day keeping watch
Over all the treasures we lost
Sometimes the jail can't chain the cell
And the rain's too plain to tell
All alone by a barren well
The scarecrow's only scaring himself
Scarecrow's only scaring himself
Scarecrow's only scaring himself
Scarecrow's only scaring himself
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NOTES:
Longer version of the song, with a much longer harmonica section at the end.
APPEARS ON:
Guero Leak
DATE RECORDED:
September 2003 - August 2004
LENGTH:
6:56
WRITTEN BY:
Beck Hansen
The Dust Brothers
PRODUCED BY:
Beck Hansen
The Dust Brothers
ENGINEERED BY:
Danny Kalb
ASSISTANT ENGINEER:
Mark Branch
Mike Laza
MIXED BY:
Beck Hansen
The Dust Brothers
SOUND DESIGN BY:
Brad Breeck
STUDIO:
The Boat
PERFORMERS:
Beck Hansen
Vocals, Harmonica, Guitar, Bass
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