Splits Away
[Verse 1]
Can you hear my gardening hands?
Early afternoon
Cracks form in the rocks again
Voice of different truths
Raised in a day, splits away
Raised in a day and it spills all the way
Scarecrow is the patron saint of minimizing risk
As she lay awake at night, she wonders what she missed

[Refrain]
It's a source of shame
Losing in this sucker's game

[Verse 2]
Whispering delusions to some nameless pretty face
Helpless to the hexes that some root doctor creates
Raised in a day and it splits away
Raised in a day and it spills all the way
Princess in the kingdom of what's good is good to get
[Outro]
It's a source of shame
Losing in this sucker's game