Ashen Shade

There goes that old postman
 Riding on his bike
 He's got a bag full of phone bills
 And nothing to justify
 I'm as naked as a winter tree
 With promises remote
 Wish I could fly away above the ashen shade
 Observe the world below
 Once I had a calling
 This town praised my hands
 Now I'm sculpting apologies
 Cause folks they don't understand
 I'm as naked as a winter tree
 With promises remote
 Wish I could fly away above the ashen shade
 Observe the world below
 I could change myself
 There's so much else I could do
 Except I always knew
 I was deeper than dailyness
 I was made to be manifest
 The art like an amethyst of truth
 I know, it's only too clear
 Spiders spin their webs year after year
 I never had that kind of resolve
 To know my fear, to face it at all
 I'm as naked as a winter tree
 With promises remote
 Wish I could fly away above the ashen shade
 Observe the world below